Her hair almost dry, she really wanted a brush to get all the tangles out. She looked at the mirror and had an epiphany. She got up from the bed and stood in front of the mirror.
"If you're going to keep me here, I need cold bottled water to drink, clean clothes, a toothbrush, and a hairbrush. I don't need any more breakfast food, either. A Big Mac would be fine in the middle of the day." Her voice trembled as she spit the words out. She then slowly backed away from the mirror, not sure what to expect. Finally, she lay on the bed, covered herself up with the sheet for privacy, and fell asleep.
The sun streamed in on her through the window. Something had woken her, and she thought it came from outside, so she glanced out into the parking lot. Not even her car was there. When she looked
