I tried again, but it was no use. Kahn was stronger and I was just going to have to use other resources.

Kahn: Listen all I want to do is go away with her. That’s all I ask.
Rescuer: Let go of her! Now!
Kahn: I’ll free her mouth and what will you give me in return?
Rescuer: A jail cell.
Kahn: That’s nice.

He removed his hand and I let out a cry. But then he whispered to me again.

Kahn: I want no words. Do you hear me? Don’t you see this thing in my hand?

I panted out words anyway.

Me: You’re—crazy!
Kahn: I swear Demi, I’m not afriad to shove this through your throat.
Rescuer: Enough, enough! I’m giving you ten seconds. Listen to me. You’ve been stranded for a while. You’re probably just—
Kahn: No!
Me: Kahn…please.

I pled quietly, wishing I could stare into his eyes so he’d “get my drift”, but no. He pretended that he didn’t hear me, like I didn’t exist. Though he was restraining me so forcefully I thought my bones would surely break.

This isn’t going anywhere, but then I got an idea.