Part 3 .
Sara woke up in the backseat of a car , they were moving . Her heartbeat was so loud , she thought Marshall could here it . She slowly leaned over to her side, and placed all her weight on her right elbow , she grunted lowly as she pushed herself up to get a better look of were they were at , she looked out the window and saw the dim streetlights , she looked up at signs and she made out " 7 Mile " . 7 Mile ? What the fuck were they doing in Detroit ? How long had she been passed out ? She searched slowly for her phone , but realized he took it from her , when he knocked her out at the rehab center , " Ugh , Fuck . " she said lowly , as she laided back down on the backseat .
She looked up at the ceiling in the car , & thought about her options . Oh right , she didn't have any . Sara sighed as she decided on her last choice , asking Marshall . She stayed quiet for about 15 minutes practing what she was about to say , suddenly she spoke " Marshall ? " Starled by her voice Marshall quickly spun around & looked at her " What the hell is it ? " he asked corldheartly , " I know you don't like me asking, but where are you taking me ? " Marshall sighed , " Cunt stop asking me questions , you'll know when we fucking get there . " Sara sighed , she didn't know what was going to happen , her life was partially in Marshall's hand , & since he wasn't in his right mind right now , she could be looking death in the face at any moment . The car ride seemed to take forever , Sara was starting to become restless , & irritated , but she didn't dare say anything , she knew better . They finally arrived at a
. . . abandoned looking house ? She looked around , & saw the dirty road that they drove up on , it looked unsafe & like it hadn't been used in decades , the gravel had came up on most it . She looked back at the house again , & felt her heart sink in her stomach , she was fucking literally seconds away from death , she could just feel it .
