Sandra tries to hide her bemusement as Brad and Autumn panic at the door. "Seriously guys, it's just a technical glitch. The mis-clatching of some doohickey. I'll go see if I can help them find the pin they're looking for, and report back with what I find. I'll scream or something if they rape me." She smiles as she heads into the next room- partially out of amusement for her own joke, partially to keep their fears from getting to her. She'd be fine, right?
As she entered the room, she had a clear view of Damien's father seated in the chair, an odd, vacant expression on his face. He slowly lifted his hand and stared at it, flexing his fingers as though it was the greatest thing he'd ever seen. As she was processing that oddity, someone stepped out from behind the door and nudged the door so that it blocked the view to the corridor.
"Glad you could join us." Damien's mother smiled.
"Please, have a seat." Greg was there, sliding a chair up next to the sauna. That was a bit odd in itself- but then she saw something odd attached to the arms of the chair. Almost like cloth restraints... perhaps that was the moment she realized this really was a bad idea.
Damien's mother stepped up behind her, covering her mouth as Greg tried to pull her towards the chair.