Brick stepped behind Rachel and without asking wrapped the sheer cloth around her eyes. Rachel could barely make out anything past the lace. What she saw was Brick’s blurry body stand beside her, lift her into his strong arms and carry her to the bed. Placed in the center, Rachel watched as he retrieved something that was tucked between the bedpost and mattress above her left ear. Feeling him reach for her arm, he restrained it by the wrist by what felt like a soft, yet tight cloth. Watching as he climbed on top of her to do the same on the other wrist, Rachel felt helpless to anything that would come next.
Still through the haze of lacy cloth, Rachel watched as Brick crossed the room and retrieved something out of a closet. She couldn’t make out what it was, but when it suddenly crackled
