In the basement hallway“So where is room B100, Shania?”
“I don’t know Sendy . I only see a closet. Oh, wait it says B100.”
“Nabila! What are you up to? Oh, Sendy you go in first!”
“I say we go in together Shania.”
“OK, but Nabila better be in there…….. or else!”
“Or else what Shania?”
“Or else I ‘m going to hurt her, Sendy!”
“Hey Shania, it’s dark in here.!”
“It’s a closet all right. But I don’t see her……. Hey wait! It’s Nabila! Oh my goodness! Nabila are you OK?”
They see Nabila struggling in her chair. She tries to warn them, shaking her head and trying to scream through her gags MMMMMMMM! MMMMMMMPH!
They both run to Nabila and begin untying her in the chair. But a serious, thretening voice behind them makes them stop.
“Don’t touch her girls. Or you’ll be sorry!”
“Who are you?” Shania shouts
“.........And where are you?” Sendy adds, but they see no one.
Their questions are soon answered as each girl is grabbed from behind in the dark and quickly gagged by the two maids with bandanas. They try to move but are unable to see in the dark. In a matter of seconds their hands are tied behind their backs and their knees and ankles are tied together. Soon all the girls are bound, gagged and tied into chairs facing each other. Just then the lights in the big closet come on.
“Well, well now. We have three very pretty prisoners from JKT 48! This should be very valuable indeed”the mother says emphatically.
Nabila, Sendy and Shania all struggle in their chairs and try to shout but their gags prevent them.
All have been tied securely to the chairs with tight heavy ropes. They have each been gagged with two bandanas. One between their teeth and another folded one tied snugly over it.
The mother walks over to Shania and begins to stroke her hair while checking her bindings and gags.
"My dear, sweet, lovely Shania. I'm afraid that cute, little voice of yours isn't much good right now is it?"
She then approaches Sendy tugging on the ropes that bind her and pulling at her gag.
"I'd say you were quite secure sweet Sendy. You know you girls are going to make us both very rich soon."
The daughter walks up in front of the girls trying to calm them.
“Don’t worry JKT girls , my mother isn’t going to hurt any of you. We just want the diamonds from Indonesia at the museum.”
The three girls turn to look at each other. They are confused and angry. They don’t understand and they want to be free.
The mother starts to take pictures of each of the JKT girls with their cell phones.
“Smile girls! she says laughing. These pictures are going to the Indonesian embassy.”
Nabila, Sendy and Shania continue to protest , but their struggles and gagged pleas are ignored.
After a while, the two maids, mother and daughter, gather up their things and leave. The three JKT girls just sit still and silent in their chairs. As the door shuts, they hear the key turn the lock. The three girls look at each other with hopeless expressions.