..". Her sobbing started anew, and her words trailed off... "OK, I see," he said, "Tonya, what's happening is that your mind is reacting to the situat...on; subconsciously, you feel like a lab animal, trapped and helpless. It's quite normal, I assure you." But... but why... ?" See, Tonya," he explained, patiently, "The intensive therapy requires that the patient be reduced to a state of pure helplessness and then built back up, so to speak; the idea is to 'start from the ground floor', if that. I put my hands to my head and closed my eyes again, that seemed to help, though my head was throbbing. The man still held me, a good thing, too, as I am sure I would have ended up back on the ground without him supporting me. ‘I really think you need to get checked by a doctor. If you don’t want me to call 911, then at least, let me drive you to the emergency room. If you have a concussion, it could be serious.’ ‘No … I’ll be fine … just give me a second.’ I said, not wanting to admit that I. "You look fucking hot, Ellen."She smiled and blushed. "Thanks."I stepped toward her and put my hand on her shoulder, running my fingers over the thin gold chain and down to the pendant between her breasts."You're so desirable, Ellen," I whispered in her ear as I moved behind her. "We all want you."She sucked in a deep breath as my arms wrapped around her. My hands traveled around and over her hips before moving up and cupping her large breasts."I'm going to fuck you," I whispered in her ear.. Maybe it was some serial killer that took her. Maybe the mob took her and sold her to a warlord. I tried to find out why – but it cost too much and I found out too little.”Later, he shared what had been found. It was very little indeed. Some clothes, toiletries, and little else had been packed in a small suitcase. The police had found it several days later, only a mile away. Nancy was almost certain that her mother was dead. Why pack it and then leave it? Also, if it had been some serial killer.