Viagra for Paul, Sleeping for Harvey, and paralysis for the women...and a BDSM dungeon.

"What the ...," Harvey managed as they stepped inside. It looked like a Hollywood set of a medieval torture chamber, with plenty of places to chain people down, on, or across, and torture implements everywhere. "Is this supposed to be a haunted house too?"

Harvey stumbled and look confused. He turned to check on Karen, but his world kept turning even after he stopped. He had a brief impression of Susan's terrified face before he crumpled into the blackness.

Karen saw Harvey fall and tried to cry out but couldn't. She seemed glued to where she had fallen. No matter how she willed her muscles they would not move. Her throat could not cry out. She just stared at Harvey's body in dispair.

Bridget couldn't move either, and was kind of enjoying the sensation.