"Without opening the door?"
"Without opening the door."
Julia took a long look at her Uncle's face. He wasn't drunk, and he wasn't lying.
"OK, maybe I do need to sit down," she said, sitting on the carpet and pulling her knees to her face. Justin grunted as he managed to get his body to sit (and not fall) beside her. They waited in silence for a minute.
"So what's going on?" Julia asked.
"Something to do with this clipboard," Justin said, handing it to her.
"Flip to the front."
Julia read through the directions concerning Uncle Justin and the outline of how Julia could be removed if necessary. Someone would slip her some knock-out cigarettes.
"Knock-out cigarettes?" she asked incredulously.
"Well, from what I've seen, this isn't the most intelligent conspiracy in the world."
"You'd at least think they'd check to see if their knock-out medicine was flammable."