You Spy Girls are Hard to Catch

You wake up, and you can't see much. You are tied to a chair with your arms bound behind your back, forcing you into an upright posture, and your ankles are cuffed to the chair’s back supports, holding your legs open. As your eyes adjust, you can see that you are in a dark, stuffy room with a black felt carpet and a dim, soft lamp casting a warm glow on your body. Then you see me.