Chapter FiveI must have fallen asleep because my left shoulder hurt, and I have drooled down my left cheek under the tape, causing it to loosen. The car stopped, and there was a commotion outside the car. Why didn’t somebody open the trunk? The car moved forward across some kind of wooden surface. It rolled over a threshold and dropped into a metal-sounding area that rocked like a boat! I tried to scream, but the taped prevented any sound from coming out. What were they doing, selling me to some female slave market? I tried to move, but there just wasn’t any give.
The car came to a stop. I heard chains and some straps being pulled underneath; the car rose into the air and started swinging back and forth. I thought I would vomit, but I understood I would choke to death on my puke if I did.
