DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything Psych related. All I have are my ideas.

Kidnapping

Sally Sparrow woke up in her hospital bed. She looked once again at the iv drip stuck in her arm. After 3 months, she was still in denial about the cancer ravaging her body. She was now in the final stages of the disease and no amount of chemotherapy could save her. It was only a matter of weeks before it completely overtook her. As she lay in bed, contemplating her life, Sally Sparrow heard a sound outside the door of her hospital bedroom. She glanced over to the side of her bed and saw the red light of the clock, indicating it was 1:15 am. She knew that her boyfriend, Larry Nightingale, had gone home for the night. A shadow approached her room and the door slowly creaked open. The hospital was almost deserted, so Sally assumed it was the night hospital staff coming to adjust the medication. Nevertheless, she was still unsure about who it was, so she tentatively called out "Hello? Who's there?". There was no reply from the figure, who was now approaching the foot of the hospital bed. She opened her mouth to scream, but suddenly there was a wet towel with a strong chemical smell pressed against her face. "Chloroform" was the last thing she thought before she passed out.