Stockholm Syndrome

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I can feel the tight ropes around my wrists starting to mark me purple. The ropes tied around my ankles are just as tight maybe even tighter.

I can hear the car driving on the road. We haven't stopped for a while so im guessing it's in the middle of no where.

I try moving my head around crazily to get the blind fold off but I fail. I lick the disgusting tape to get it off me but I fail miserably at that too. Movies make it seem so easy.

I try and mumble loudly so whoever did this to me could hear.

The car stops and I wonder if we have reached where ever the hell it is this person wanted to take me.

The doors of the van I'm in open quickly making me jump. A guy with a beanie, bandana covering his face, and glasses just stares at me. It get freaked out and plead for him to not do anything.

I look behind him and I was right we are in the middle of no where. There's one road that we are on and a bunch of grass fields and trees as if we are in the country.

The mysterious man drags me to the end making me try to kick and scream. He stabs a needle on my thigh then pushes me away from the doors.

He closes the doors and I can feel him driving the car again. My eyes start to blur and then everything turned into black.