Not Alone

"Hello?" Jon asked, wondering if whoever was in the coffin could hear him ... if it *was* a person. The tapping turned into a knocking, and that was proof enough for Jon. He opened the coffin and jumped back a bit, startled by the young woman who suddenly popped up. "Where am I? Who are you? What is this place?" she asked quickly. It was obvious that she was frightened. And who wouldn't be? "I ... I'm not sure where we are," Jon said. "I woke up here about an hour ago. I thought I was alone. But I guess not." The woman got out of the coffin and looked around. "Who are you?" "My name is Jon. What's *your* name?" "Teresa." She paused, looking around the room. "Is there no way out?" "None that I can see."