“No. She only opened up a crack and I couldn’t see her. Only her left eye and a little bit of that side of her face.”
“How did the door open? Was this crack through which you could see her on the right or left side?”
“As I was looking at the door the opening would have been on the right.”
“So let’s make sure we make this clear. The opening was on the right, correct?”
“Correct.”
“So if she were standing behind the door and looking through the opening, she would be looking at you with her left eye.”
“That is correct.”
“Did you see her right eye?”
“No.”
“So if she had a bruise or a cut or any damage on the right side of her face, could you have seen it?”
“No.”
“Okay. So what happened next?”
“She saw it was me and she said come in. She opened the door wider but still sort of stood behind it.”
“You couldn’t see her?”
“Not completely. She was using the edge of the door as sort of a block.”
“What happened next?”
“Well, it was kind of like an entry area, a vestibule, and she pointed through an archway to the living room. I went the way she pointed.”
“Did this mean that she was then behind you?”
“Yes, when I turned toward the living room she was behind me.”
“Did she close the door?”
“I think so. I heard it close.”
“And then what?”
“Something hit me on the back of my head and I went down. I blacked out.”
“Do you know how long you were out?”
“No. I think it was a while but none of the police or anybody ever told me.”
“What do you remember when you regained consciousness?”
“I remember having a hard time breathing and when I opened my eyes, there was somebody sitting on me. I was on my back and he was sitting on me. I tried to move and that was when I realized somebody was sitting on my legs, too.”
“What happened next?”
“They took turns telling me not to move and one of them told me they had my knife and if I tried to move or escape he would use it on me.”
“Did there come a time that the police came and you were arrested?”
