Go home and make preparations first.

You would like to follow you instincts and just run away, but maybe instincts are not the best type of advisor here, and you need a cool head instead. What's the point in running off headless? Where would you go? What would you do? How would you pay? If these people are really as powerful as they might seem, wouldn't you probably even leave traces by paying with your credit cards?

You convince Sara to wait a day. Both of you will return home and spend the Saturday making preparations and then meet again tomorrow evening here at the same place. Sara nods and hugs you as you part.

"Be careful!", she says. "Don't drink or eat anything. And don't give in to any sexual fantasies."

You nod affirmatively.

Both of you have experienced what can happen when the **** take over. Both of you are warned, after all.

So you drive home, to your husband.

"Dave?", you call as you open the door.