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The only other person outside headed back in. Cas took a deep breath and tilted her head back. The muffled bass echoed around her. She'd head back inside in a minute, long enough to cool down properly, not too long that Claire would start to worry.

She felt someone grab her. She tried to scream but they covered her mouth, a quiet squeal was all that anyone would hear. Cas began to wriggle, making it harder for her attacker to get any grip on her. A blindfold covered her eyes. Panic began to seep through her, making her fight harder to get away. Why wasn't anyone helping? Was there really no one else around? They grabbed her arms and tied them behind her back. "Told you we'd see each other again. Didn't I?"

Cas froze. She knew that voice. She'd heard it just that morning. My god, she thought, he's crazy. Why hadn't she worn trousers tonight? Oh right, because she didn't expect some nutjob to try and attack her. She felt a tear role down her cheek. Please let Claire or Ben come out, please. Just let someone come out and find me before he does anything. She threw her body from side to side, trying to get him off her, desperate noises dying in her throat. She felt her feet leave the ground as he threw her effortlessly over his shoulder. Someone must be able to see them by now, she thought. Someone will see and realise that something's up.

When he finally put her down, Cas felt something soft beneath her legs. A cushion. A seat. He'd put her down on a seat. She head a door lock. Well, there went that plan of escape. The zip tie was snapped off her wrists and she pulled her blindfold off. Her wrists were beginning to bruise as she massaged them. There was another girl in the room.

"Go and sit in the room with the red door, close it behind you. I'll be there shortly," he said to her. Cas gritted her teeth and yanked the duct tape off her mouth, watching the girl leave as she did. She winced, certain that she'd taken at least a layer of skin off her mouth. What the hell was going on? Was that girl in on this? Was this some weird thing they had going on where they took a girl back to their place and do God knows what to her? Cas pushed the rising fear down. She rose from the chair. He was stupid to untie her, she knew that much. She'd never been more aware of her body, the way the dress clung and shifted over her. He was a man used to having his way, it seemed. Cassie smiled sweetly, stroking her hand along his face. Make him think she wanted him. As she came to his jaw, she stopped. Her face went blank and she drew her hand back. Her hand curled into a fist and collided with his cheekbone. She'd always had a pretty decent swing on her.