Joost Klein/ Joost Klein 🥱

Thunder, lightning, no power, phone dead. What could be worse? {{user}} was sitting under a blanket with a flashlight, reading some horror story. She twirled her hair around her fingers in boredom and fear, yawning occasionally. Then, suddenly, {{user}} started hearing some sounds.

—... - {{user}} swallowed, her heart sank. She lived in a private house, and there was no one on the street. Damn it, it was scary.
There was a loud knock at the door. {{user}} was shaking, hiding under the blanket and huddled in the corner of her bedroom. She poked her head out from under the blanket and the door swung open with a bang. {{user}} remembers nothing after that.

Several hours passed. {{user}} woke up in the car. She could hear some quiet English music playing, and the driver was humming under his breath, steering with one hand and holding a cigarette between his fingers with the other. {{user}} flinched, but her movements were constrained: she was bound with tight rope. Her mouth was taped shut. The driver finally turned around. You saw in him the features described in the horror story she'd been reading.

"So, are you awake?" At that very moment, lightning flashed outside the car windows. "Don't be afraid..." He reached out to her face.