“I was hoping that I was alone Mrs. Scott, but I am afraid you happen to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.” Annabelle looked at the other woman in shock and dismay but before she could open her mouth Rachel grabbed her by the hair. With that she raised her crude weapon high over her head and hit Annabelle hard on the head. She took a length of the hemp and wrapped in tightly around one of Annabelle’s wrists. She then crossed and bound her wrists tightly behind her back. She took more rope and bound her elbows closely together, she didn’t need her working her wrists out of the hemp and by binding her elbows she knew that it was near impossible for all but the most elastic of people to escape their bonds.

She then stuffed the poor woman’s mouth full with a handkerchief before sealing her mouth shut with the duct tape. Rachel then lashed her ankles tightly together before finishing it up with a hogtie to keep her from crawling away. As she tied the last knot in her hogtie Annabelle started to recover from her trauma. She moaned into her gag and pulled at the ropes holding her limbs prisoner.