Coral woke up feeling disoriented. She tried to pull her hands to find that they were securely tied behind the creaking piece of furniture she was seated on.
The room she was in was dark, lit only by the light that seeped in through the cracks of the window and door.
She stayed as still as she could to stop the furniture she was on from creaking and possibly giving away that she was awake and struggling, while she thought of a plan to escape.
She had been running past the foreline of the woods heading for her home beach when a hand shot out and grabbed her. A second hand clamped down on her mouth silencing he scream abruptly.
She had thrown her body and kicked trying to get out of the tight clutches of her captor or alert any passerby that someone was taking her forcefully but it ha
