A story of young struggles. Including the occasional Addictions, self loathing, depression and teenage hormones? Follow the trails of a new Student, Avery Cortez as she pivots through obstacles from personal experience to understanding the meaning o...
Sam found herself in a nightmarish situation as she embarked on a cross-country drive with a woman who hasn't given her name. From the moment she entered the car, Sam continued to sense something deeply unsettling about her.
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
With her wild eyes and erratic behavior, she seemed like a character straight out of a horror movie. As they hit the road, the woman's creepy antics escalated. She would whisper to herself in an eerie, raspy voice, often turning her gaze towards Sam with a sinister grin. Every now and then, she would burst into fits of maniacal laughter, sending chills down drivers spine. The tension in the car was palpable, and Sam couldn't shake off the feeling of being trapped with a dangerously unhinged individual.
Sam's nerves were on edge throughout the harrowing journey. Her presence became increasingly menacing as the miles stretched on. She would occasionally mutter cryptic phrases and make disturbing gestures, as if she was under the influence of some unseen force. Sam's attempts to engage in conversation were met with cold stares and unsettling silence. With each passing hour, the weight of fear and unease grew heavier, and Sam couldn't help but wonder what her captors true intentions were. Every twist and turn on the road only deepened the sense of dread, leaving Sam desperately longing for the end of this nightmarish ordeal.
Until,
"You smell like sugar." Her sick voice said, Sam had to quickly glance over to the passenger. Her eyes widen, not because of what she said but she could have sworn she felt the hot breath upon her skin as if the crazed woman leaned into her and whispered the words. But no she had her head against the windows glass, staring outward to the vast tress that came into view.
"Um...thanks...I guess-"
"Don't take it as a compliment. If you do then I would just reach over and forcibly rip your jaw off," She responded with an edged to her tone. Smiling wickedly, her reflection in the widows stared deeply at Sam who was terrified.
"Please don't-"
"Oh relax! Your like a kicked over puppy," moving away from the window her focus returned to the driver, eyeing her up and down with curiosity.
"Can I ask you something?"
Silence in the air.....seconds turned into a minute.
Sam didn't respond as quickly as she hoped, the words died in her throat as she warily follows the road signs and maintains a safe speed against the foggy weather outside.
"Arg," she jolts as a beyond cold hand wraps itself around her right thigh, gripping into the tender flesh with a force that was getting too much to handle.
"I don't like being ignore," she leaned in, smiling as Sam was struggling to keep her focus on the road. The girl was holding in her whimpering, a few escaped but it was not unpleasant as the woman relishes the sounds.
"I'm..s-so-rry..ow....please I'll pay attention," She strained against the pain, the stinging sensation of her flesh being pierced by nails, made her feel lightheaded and to prove her point the women eased her hold and back into her own seat. Bringing her hand above her mouth, admiring the fresh blood she drawn.
