She had to escape! But how?Back in the drawer? Once inside, could she try to keep the drawer closed by pressing backwards against the top? Probably. B...t how long would it take for Ricardo to check here? A half hour? More perhaps if he were being very thorough. Of course, if he were checking every drawer, Jessica was doomed away. Maybe she should ... Should what? Should she try to flee? Was that her best chance?No! She’d walk right into the monster! Her best chance was here. But the air wasn’t. " He thought for a moment and added, "I'm not aware of any studies of alcohol and hypnotism other than trying to use hypnotism to cure alcoholism," he explained. "Those are usually futile." Weird," Wendy said. "I don't remember anything." Yeah," I said, still surprised at Wendy's condition. "Jim helped you out of your car. I drove you here."Wendy frowned as she tried to make sense out what I said. It occurred to me that I gave it to her out of sequence. She then smiled and said, "Thanks for. What’s up?”“I don’t know ... Something is bothering me, but I don’t know what.”“Is it Pete? That he’ll freak out playing with Tommy or something?”“I don’t think so ... But it all feels very ... rushed, for them.”“I know, but it is what it is. The school’s not going to postpone the show to let them have more practice time! They just need to get through three songs, which I’m sure they can do one way or another. Maybe it won’t be perfect, but whatever.”“Aye. I forget it’s a short. "Oh, that is OK, I was happy to help out. Did she talk to you about it?" I replied, fishing to find out exactly what Debbie thought had happened.I heard a noise in the room with me and I turned around to see Cindy standing in the doorway looking at me and mouthing something. I could just about make out Cindy asking if it was her mom on the phone and I nodded at her and mouthed back at her that she could let herself out.I then realized that Debbie had been speaking to me on the phone and I.