Taking the Wrong Turn
It’s true what they say about other senses taking over, she’d never seen such blackness or been so blind.
The disgusting cologne
he wore permeated the entire car making her gag on the duct tape he’d pulled across her face stifling her screams, and in an instant he’d thrown her to the ground, hog-tying her faster than cattle at a rodeo.
On high alert, she tried to memorize everything, the sounds, turns they made, the nubby carpet fibers, and prayed her searching fingertips would touch anything that might give her a chance.
Unless something good happens soon, there won’t be another diary entery.