My eyes slowly opened. My head pounded with an intensity I had never felt before. I groaned as I tried to sit up. My hands were restrained behind my back. Hard, cold metal dug into my wrists as I laid on my side. I tried to pull them to freedom to no avail. My legs, too, were stuck together. I slowly looked down, trying to curb my nausea from my pounding headache. Duct tape was wrapped around my ankles, binding them together.
Memories flashed before me and I gasped. Paul and Scott. My heart thudded as I felt the van moving beneath me. I glanced around, taking in my surroundings. Paul was driving. Scott sat in the front seat beside him. The windows in the back were painted over, but I could see out the front windshield it was dark outside.
We had presumably been traveling for hours. How l
