I wake up in a strange bed I've never seen before. Wait, this isnt a bed. This is a cars backseat. I lift myself up, but for some reason I'm extremely weak. I begin to panic. I've never seen this car in my life. How did I get here? And why am I here? I look out the window, but it's completely black. I'm still trying to figure out if it's just dark outside or if somebody just didn't want me to see. I try to open the door, but it's not working. I notice that it seems as if something had attacked the seats. I blink several times, hoping this is a dream. It's not. I begin banging on the window, in hopes that somebody will hear, and save me. Nothing. Absolutely nothing. I feel hopeless, but I realize that I had feet. I position my feet in align with the window. One, two, three. I kick the window, and it breaks to pieces. I see that the blackness was just duct tape. I rip it open and I crawl out. My hair gets stuck and it's super painful getting hair out of duct tape. I somehow managed to get out of the super sticky duct tape and I look around. I'm under a bridge, and nobody is around me, I see cars lined up in front of me, as if there was traffic. I then hear a strange groaning.
What is happening?
To be continued..
