Thursday photo prompt: Waiting #writephoto

I’m wondering if I can follow on from my entry last week

Thanks to Sue for another great picture to work with.
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After a sleepless night, Jake was exhausted.
He had listened to Angela snoring, totally unfazed by the previous day’s discovery, as his mind went into overdrive about them being murdered in their beds, or robbed of their possessions as they slept, or worse, being eaten by cannibals.
He was afraid to check the beach in case more footprints were there and in the morning whilst Angela was having her shower, he decided to check out their villa more thoroughly.
He was thrilled when he found the tunnel leading to the cellars, and couldn’t wait to tell her. She was not impressed.
‘If you think I’m going to spend two weeks locked down here instead of sunning myself on that glorious beach working on my tan, you’re demented.’
‘I’m worried Angela. There’s someone else here and I just want to protect you. Besides, it’s a wine cellar, and the brochure did say we could treat the property as if it were our own.’
‘I’m not into wine! I hate the stuff unless it’s real McCoy bubbly, and I don’t see any of that here. Do you? You stay down here if you must. I’m on vacation, away from it all and everyone, and by the look of things, away from you too. I’m going upstairs. You can join me if you like.’

Jake let her go and opened the first bottle to hand.
Obviously the cellar was used for regular tastings as glasses and comfortable seating were provided.
Swilling the liquid round in the glass, it released a pleasant aroma, and the taste was exquisite, sliding down his throat like smooth nectar.
He didn’t recognise the label, and poured himself a second glass……… and a third.

He awoke chilled and decided to return upstairs in the hope that Angela had forgiven him.
‘Angela?’ he called as he poked his head round the door.
The villa was quiet, not even music could be heard through the hi-fi system.
He went into their bedroom where the bed was neatly made and clean towels were hanging in the bathroom.
For one ghastly moment, he felt totally alone.
He heard movement behind him, and nearly fell over himself in shock.

‘We’ve been waiting for you……………’ they said.