She nods, and Her chair turns to face the door.

At the other was a small table, the lone chair on the carpet turned to face it.

Mitch sat next to the witness, his chair turned to face her.

His chair bounced up in the air and turned a full loop.

The chair turned slowly until she faced the safe.

It was as if a chair or table had turned murderous.

I pulled my chair over a bit and half turned to let her open the door.

His chair turned around and he looked at her.

As each hoop turned, the chair would turn with it.

Or perhaps the chair turned to around to see his face.