She watched him calmly walk into the room and stand by the dining room table. He was smartly dressed, wearing a white shirt with a skinny black tie, a tight-fitting jumper and slim fitting trousers.
He said, “I am going to ask you to do some things… Everything is in your control, and I don’t want you to do anything you don’t want to do.”
Her heart paused, and her face flushed with blood. He had never said anything remotely like this to her before, and it took her by surprise.
“I want you to kneel on the floor and close your eyes.” Without much thought, she found herself following his instruction and knelt on the hard, cold floor.
He took one of the dining room chairs, placed it a few feet away, positioned it directly in front of her and sat down. “Close your eyes and keep them closed.” She closed her eyes. The room was silent, and she could feel her chest pounding.