Yass
"Who are you and where are you taking me to?" I fought the strong hands holding me captive. "Let go of me! I said let go of me!" I screamed my lungs out but the sack bag over my face made my screams sound like moans.
"Who are YOU? I yelped in fright but whoever those hands belonged to was bent on dragging me to someplace. I tried to make out the vicinity of where I was through the sack bag and helpfully, I was able to see little of what was going on. Suddenly I felt I was being pulled into some closing and soon I realized it was a car when the car door shut with force.
"I demand to know who you are!" I yelled with the last resilience in me, banging on the surface of the car even though my hands were being tied. Even though I was trying to make an effort to sound bold, I was literally fidgeting in fear. What is going on? Who is this person? And where is he taking me to cause those arms belonged to a man.
