A/N: This chapter contains instances of violence and might be a little triggering to some people. Proceed with caution.
Sarah glanced outside the window. Jumping out of the car crossed her mind, but she quickly shook her head. No, that's too risky. Since jumping outside was off the table, she had to figure out how to get out of there.
Ka!
The car doors were locked. Sam had noticed her glance and anticipated her next move. "Trying to escape?" he mocked.
"Nope." Sarah shook her head. Since there weren't many choices available, she might as well fight her way out. She had to face this problem head-on. She leaned back in her seat, crossed her arms, and stared straight ahead. "Has it ever crossed your mind that one day you might die because of your greed?"
"What do you mean?"
"Nothing." She took a deep breath to calm her nerves. "Sam, I'll say this one last time. Stop. The. Damn. Car."
Sam ignored her words and looked straight ahead. He leaned his body on the seat and rested one hand on the window while holding the steering wheel with the other. He gave her a side glance with his eyebrows raised, and sneered, "What can you do if I don't?"
Sarah pursed her lips and gave an innocent shrug. "Okay, I guess we have to do it the hard way then." Without giving him time to react, she yanked the steering wheel, causing the car to swerve off the road.
"Idiot, what is wrong with you?! Do you want to die?" Sam yelled, working hard to regain control, while sarah continued her dangerous game. The car veered off two more times, and Sam had no choice but to slow down.
"Good boy, that's more like it." Sarah patted his arm gently, but the chill in her eyes was enough to freeze a volcano. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and suddenly turned the steering wheel harder this time.
Crash!
The car made contact with a sturdy tree.
Thank heavens the airbags worked.
Sarah reacted fast and scrambled out the door, stepping onto an uneven floor. She tripped and almost fell, but supported herself on all fours. And as luck would have it, her foot landed in a rat hole and all her weight shifted onto the wrong foot. Pain shot through her ankle, and she fell forward. "Damn, couldn't this rat dig another place!" she cursed, trying her best to hold in the pain.
"You woman, I am going to kill you!" Sam shouted as he tried to get out of the car. He had bumped his head somewhere, and blood oozed out of the cut, smearing the left side of his forehead.
The sudden shout startled Sarah. She wanted nothing but to get away from this man as far as possible. If all went well, she never wanted to see him ever again in her life. She struggled to her feet, wanting to run, but her left foot ruined her plans. Since running was out of the question, she had nothing else to do but limp away.
"Sarah, what kind of enmity do you have with me? I only asked for a night, and you wrecked my car!" Sam shouted, anger pulsating through each word. "There should be a limit to acting pure. Don't take yourself too seriously!"
Sarah glanced back and noticed him getting closer. Apart from a minor injury somewhere on his head, he was in perfect condition. A thin layer of cold sweat covered her forehead from the excruciating pain of her injury. She couldn't outrun him, but at least she had to try, right? Perhaps a miracle might happen.
"Still trying to run, huh?" he said as he narrowed the distance between them. He grabbed her by the shoulder and yanked her back. Sarah couldn't withstand such force and fell back, landing perfectly on his chest. It would have been a perfect scene if not for the awkward circumstances.

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