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Drive
Scilence rose between us, as if we were waiting for our demise to fly by and grab us by the wrists. Her deep green eyes rose to meet mine entrancing me in her witchly ways. The seat below her ripped away slidding into the abyss. Her screams suffocated by the gag taped into her mouth. My eyes exploded with terror, questions arrose in my head leaving me helpless. "I'm going to die today." My fear was stabbing me in the back, I was not ready to face such a devastating end to my life. I was not ready to be thrown to the howling wolves that lay awaiting me.
A man stepped into the room his boots crashing down on the hard wood floor, his smile was wicked, but soothing at the same time. When he approached my chair he began to laugh, my body attempted to flail, but i could do nothing. He pulled his hand from behind his back and latched another rope onto my bonds. The walkie talkie on his hip lifted to his mouth, "Drive" he whispered, the whine of the trucks engine started the chair skidding across the floor.
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