The car moved on and she felt that she might vomit. Would she be beaten? Raped? Killed?
“Please,” she pleaded. “I haven’t seen your faces. Just let me out and I’ll forget all about this.”
There was no response as the car continued on. The further the car moved from where she was abducted, the more and more Savannah felt her hope waning. To her knowledge, no one had even seen her being kidnapped.
After maybe an hour or so, the car began to slow down and then finally come to a stop.
Savannah felt strong arms pull her out of the car and begin dragging her helpless body through grass. The grass tickled her feet and she could smell woods. She heard the car leave and she felt a deep knot of terror in the pit of her stomach. Suddenly the bag was ripped off her head and she looked at the two unrecognizable people in ski masks. She was outside, maybe in a yard, and the area looked somewhat familiar. Suddenly the air hummed with energy, and before Savannah could realize she was in Elijah’s back yard near the portal, she was yanked through the portal by a long slender white hand with blood red fingernails.
