Scarlett
I don’t understand what is happening. Why is my head all fuzzy, and why do I feel so out of it? I don’t even remember what I was doing, but it feels like I’m sitting down, maybe in a chair, but my hands feel really tight.
I can hear voices in the distance, so maybe someone can help me if I call out. I tried to shout, but all that came out was a noise of some sort. I was definitely gagged.
I couldn’t stop thinking, what is going on?
Footsteps are getting closer to me, and my fuzzy head and brain fog was beginning to clear. The last thing I can recall was standing at the boot of my car, looking for a map.
Caleb, where is Caleb?
What on earth is going on here?
“Hello, sweetness, did you miss me?” I hear a familiar voice laugh.
PJ! He did this to me! I
