Chapter Eleven
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Milly
"What...?" Before I can get the question out the door behind Jag - the only way out - bangs shut behind him. He turns and pushes at the door but can't open it. He looks through the little window in the door but whatever he sees must not make him too happy.
"Fuck!"
I fight a flinch at his loud shout but I'm not good enough to keep him from seeing it.
"Sorry."
"It's alright. I just...what's going on?"
"I don't know. The door’s not opening. Did you get a note from me?"
I nod.
"Yeah, I got a note from you."
What? "I didn't write a note to you."
"And I didn't write one to you." He jerks off the flannel button-up shirt he is wearing leaving him in only a plain white tee shirt. He tosses the shirt on one of the benches. "Someone set us up."
"What?! Why?"
"I don't know but I'm sure as fuck going to find out when we're out of here."
It's getting warmer and warmer and even though I push the sleeves of my sweater up it doesn't help cool me off very much.
"You need to take the sweater off."
"What?!"
"It's going to get hot - real hot - in here. You can't keep that sweater on or you'll pass out."
"Someone trapped us in the sauna and then turned it on?" I'm aware I sound like I'm slow, but this is a lot to take in.
"Yeah, come on. Take the sweater off."
"I can't. I don't have anything on underneath." More heat hits my cheeks than already there.
"You're not wearing a bra?"
"Well, yes but..."
"Take it off." I hesitate. Unsure if I should listen to him or if I should protect my modesty. The trickle of sweat down the center of my chest makes my mind up for me. "Here put my shirt on, it's thin enough that you won't be too hot...maybe."
He turns his back after handing me the flannel he just discarded. I yank the sweater over my head and try to hurriedly button the shirt. Before I can finish Jag is turning back around and helping me finish the last couple. He starts on my sleeves next, rolling them up above my elbows.
Even though the thinner material makes it more comfortable it still gets hot and the shirt ends up sticking to me.
"Hey, come here. We need to stay low to the ground where it's not as hot." Both of us sit on the floor of the sauna.
"What are we going to do? I mean...has anyone ever died in a sauna before?"
"Yeah, but I don't think that's where this is going to lead. Someone will miss us and come looking for us soon."