at berkeley. and i was living with my boyfriend. you know, and i was just like a dumb 19-year-old. that's about it. >> we lived in a two-story townhouse. there was still kind of a dicey street scene in berkeley, petty crime, it was fairly rampant. i think three days before the kidnapping, a couple showed up at night looking a little bit sketchy asking about rentals. it didn't seem right. in retrospect, obviously, they were checking us out. but at the time we just dismissed it as a random berkeley kind of thing. but we weren't at all paranoid. we had just finished having dinner, watching a tv show and getting ready to study. there was a knock on the door. there was a woman at the front door. >> there was a person standing there. and i had moved into the kitchen.