CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN
Jessica wasn’t sure how long she’d been asleep when she was suddenly awoken by the sound of loud music. It was some kind of organ music with men chanting, but they just repeated the same word over and over again: koyaanisqatsi
The door opened and the beekeeper stepped into view again. He raised his hand up in the air as if ordering Jessica to rise. She tried to but had trouble. She’d been lying on the concrete floor for so long and in such an uncomfortable position that both her legs were asleep.
Using the metal pole for support, she finally got up. A second later, she was being hosed down again with water so cold, it took her breath away. After about thirty seconds, the man turned off the hose, walked over, and undid the handcuff attached to the pole. He then attac
