A contract of sex.

Introduction.

When I joined the faculty of psychology never imagined I would come here where I am. In a coffin, to 10 000 feet above the ground. "Take a deep breath" I thought looking up, I see the earth pudia above my head, was a coffin made of bulletproof glass.
How do I know? I was kicking uselessly for about 30 minutes since I woke up. How long is the oxygen of a coffin under the ground? I'm sure Spencer would know this answer ... Spence .. I thought of him and my eyes filled with tears. "No. I can not do this, I have to calm myself. They will find me." I looked at the webcam, it was installed on the roof of the coffin on top of my feet and smiles a sign of calm. They must be seeing me, Garcia should be seeing, and Spence. . I started crying and put my hand over her mouth to muffle her sobs. Deep breath "Calm down Rachel!" Told myself.
That is what the serial killer wants. He wants them
see my suffering. I have to focus, remain calm. Then I began to remember ... make a movie in