>>10134302"T-that tasted a bit funny," Robyn says
Goldman laughs nervously. "You must be imagining things," he replies.
"M-maybe... I feel a little light headed."
Goldman can scarcely believe his luck. That pill worked fast. "Well, it is a sweltering hot day, maybe the heat is getting to you. How about you get comfortable and take that jacket off?" he suggests. Robyn starts removing her jacket and Goldman continues speaking. "I arranged for a friend of mine to join us today. He'll be in our movie too and should be here soon."
"S-sorry, did you say something?" Robyn asks. She takes a step forward but stumbles. "Umm, I f-feel weird," she says.
Goldman gestures toward the black sofa on the other side of the room. "How about you just lay down over there? The heat must really be getting to you."
As Robyn unsteadily makes her way toward the sofa, Goldman quickly turns on a camera positioned on a tripod pointing directly toward it.
Robyn collapses onto the sofa. Her head feels as light as a feather. No matter how she tries, she can't seem to focus her thoughts in any kind of a coherent manner. What's happening? Her heart races as she starts to panic. Why does she feel like this? She catches sight of Goldman adjusting the camera, before removing his shirt and advancing toward her. "Everything's going to be alright," is the last thing she hears him say, before she passes out.
