While she struggled with her captor, the third abductor came up to them and waved his hand in front of Teresa’s face, saying, “Le sommeil” and everything went black.
Before Teresa had a chance to make another move, one of the other men came up and grabbed her from behind and put his hand over her mouth so she couldn’t scream.
Teresa was frightened as her attackers pushed their way into her room and fanned out to bar any escape. Teresa tried to run around the assailant that looked the youngest, but he blocked her exit.
She hurried as fast as she could until she rounded the corner, then she ran the rest of the way to her room.
After Teresa was back in her room, she shut the door and started to move the dresser in front of it, but the three men had made it to the door before she could.
They were talking to each other and hadn’t noticed her, so she tried to sneak back into her room. She had just turned around when she heard one of them say, “Let’s go get her.”
Teresa looked over her shoulder and saw they were heading in her direction.
She slowly moved along the wall and peeked around the corner. On the other side of the living room stood three figures.
Teresa ducked down and ran to the couch, so she could get a closer look. They were all men; one didn’t look any older than she was.
She got out of bed and was quietly walking down the hall when she heard a noise. Teresa stopped to listen and when the noise came again she hurried to the wall. Teresa stood with her back next to the wall trying to get as much cover as she could.
Friday, February 21, 1986
Teresa could tell it was late. She couldn’t see her clock, so she didn’t know what time it was. All the lights were off, so she assumed everyone was sleeping, but something had woken her.