I was blind folded for what felt like an eternity. They kept the point of a gun pressed against my forehead all throughout the ride and double cuffed me just in case I'd be able to escape.
Which is ridiculous.
Gradually as time went on, I felt my heart racing and my palms sweating. For some reason, it almost feels like this will really be the end for me. I'm not the type of person who easily believes they'll die even under a situation like this. I'm scaring myself right now just thinking about to.
I mentally kick that thought away from my head, dispering the thought. Surely, I won't die in the hands of a dangerous criminal.
The car eventually reached its destination. I pick up the scent of a forest with faint birds chirping in the air. The temperature's also different from back at
