- Has Cassie called yet about my bag,i left at her?- Nope, ah come on! Most of my clothes were in that bag!(i figured i could as David to borrow me a ...lean dry shirt)- David could i borrow one of your shirts for a while? (i asked)- No way! you're smell like hell,i dont want you to wear any of my shirts.- Like you have a choice (I started running,thinking he wouldnt go after me but he did, i ran upstairs, he was quite falling beheind, but i could hear him running and screaming)- Don't touch my. " Came Sam’s reply, but when Carly opened up the door she never expected this."SAM? Whose blood is that all over you, are you OK? Come in ill clean you up, come in come in!" Her brain on the verge of meltdown."I'm sorry carls...” Sam muttered sleepily.Carly couldn't think straight. "Sorry about what?" She said cleaning the blood off of Sam's right arm."I lost the bracelet, I'm really sorry, I liked it so much." Sam? I..." she stopped as the memory of the friendship bracelets they made each. Anthony stared at his prize through the mask and couldn't believe his luck; it had gone better than expected and he was excited to begin. Daniele started to cry because she didn't know what was going to happen. The man knelt down and wiped the tears off her face. He then grabbed her bra and taking the knife cut it off her exposing her breasts. She screamed, but the gag muffled it and the man startled to laugh. She tried to get away but the man simply moved further down her body. He pulled her. "Yes what, bitch?" Yes, Sir. I understand." She continued to glare at him."Good! That's better! Cindy, knock off the bawling and answer me properly."Cindy, through her sobs, softly said. "Yes Sir."Now, Sandra and Cindy, you two rest while I have a chat with little Trina here."Sandra protested. "No, not my baby. Please don't hurt my baby."Jim wheeled and backhanded Sandra across her face. A trickle of blood began to seep from the corner of her lip. "Bitch, shut the fuck up! You no longer have.