Perhaps...

Lisa wasn't sure how long she rode for, but she had started counting in her head, and by the time they pulled the bag from her head, she had counted to somewhere in the hundred thousands.

She was in a dark room. There was a single candle in the back, and as she turned around, she saw that the last of the Black Lynchers were leaving.

"Hey!" Lisa shouted. "You're just going to leave me here?"

"The boss will be in shortly." One of the Lynchers replied, closing the door.

Now, Lisa was completely alone in a dark room with nothing but a candle. She was beginning to grow scared, but in only a few minutes, she heard the door unlock. Slowly it began to open, and before long she found herself facing someone.