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“Please don't lock me in there, I'm claustrophobic,” pleaded Theresa Cranston hysterically with the masked man holding her at gunpoint in the dimly lit corridor outside the janitor's store.

“I need to make sure you're out of the way while I do what I came here for,” the intruder countered.

“I understand that, but surely there's an alternative," Christina countered. "Can't you just...tie me up or something?”

“Sure thing lady. Got any rope?”

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“Please don't lock me in there, I'm claustrophobic,” pleaded Theresa Cranston hysterically with the masked man holding her at gunpoint in the dimly lit corridor outside the janitor's store.

“I need to make sure you're out of the way while I do what I came here for,” the intruder countered.

“I understand that, but surely there's an alternative," Christina countered. "Can't you just...tie me up or something?”

“Sure thing lady. Got any rope?”