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But this?

Being kidnapped?

And worse, being kidnapped by a man who likely has plans for me the way one would plan to write a script for the next Saw sequel?

I've always been honest with myself about my sha abducted and forced to submit myself to my captor Butthat's all it was supposed to be

A fantasy

Fantasies aren't supposed to turn real, but now that iveness

I'm sorry, God!

I'm sorry!

So pleasecould You help me?

Tears prick et

Wariness creeps into ood or bad? I strive to remember what every survivor of Texas Chainsaw Massacre had to do to stay alive, but all I can recall is how the last actress standing usually ends up al Does that mean I should undress—-

Stop being stupid, Sara!

Since internal strategizing is obviously getting me nowhere, I simply push the door open and burst out of my room I'm ready to battle even zombies if that's what it takes, but instead all I see is a narro-ceilinged hallway, and its anti-cli over my own feet

Jesus!

I'ht now I can't think of anythingboiling point, and I just want to screa out Just scream and screaet on with itwhatever it ht turn out to be

I spy a set of steps at the end of the hallway, but then I notice so on me this very moment There are four security cameras installed in the hallway, and there are probably more that's hidden It's justto chance

I feel like throwing up as I begin cli step at a tis to keep up and turns the air I exhale into frantic little pants

A part of me is tempted to turn back and simply curl myself into a ball until I've lost my mind and all of this ceases to be real But because it's simply not in me to take the coward's way out—-

One step at a time, Sara

One step at a time