The last thing Sabrina remembered, she was having a drink at her local bar, chatting with a young ma
The last thing Sabrina remembered, she was having a drink at her local bar, chatting with a young man about nothing in particular. She awoke the following morning as the cool autumn air stung her bare feet. “Why am I outside, and what happened to my shoes,” though a groggy and disoriented Sabrina as she slowly awoke. She was brutally snapped into a state of alert and panic as she became aware of her surroundings. Sabrina found herself in the bed of a pick-up truck, tightly bound with duct tape, and seemingly alone in the middle of a forest. She looked down at the rough forest floor, wondering how far she could hop away in her bound and barefoot condition. Ultimately deciding it would be no use, Sabrina instead concentrated on freeing herself from the tape. Just then, the man from the bar came treading up the trail. “Well, good morning” was all he offered as he trudged right past her and got into the truck. Sabrina screamed in panic as the motor roared to life and the truck took off, headed for who knows where… -- source link