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Display of Misery

The man gestured for me to step out of the car, so I listened. Maybe if I listened enough and gained trust, I could escape. We could escape. I stepped on the gravel and he grabbed on my wrist with less pressure than at the store. He held both of our wrists and hauled us into the cabin. It was a very nice cabin, smelled very nice. Kind of like citrus cleaning spray, but there was one odd thing... The walls were decked with Cheshire Cat and The White Hare from Alice in Wonderland, the movie.
It then clicked. "Sometimes, forever only lasts one second." It's a quote from the movie. I believe the White Hare had said it. I watched it years ago when I was probably 13. But why Alice in Wonderland? Nothing made sense. This was all so odd and unreal.
He sat us down on his leather couch. I wanted to gag so bad. I'm sitting on cow skin. I had to hum quietly to stop myself from gagging. It was then I realized how much I really wanted to throw up. Heads of deer, moose, bear, and other animals were on display on the walls. Oh my gosh. I actually threw up in my mouth. I had to force myself to swallow it.
I saw the sympathy in Ethan's eyes for me. He knew. He knew I could handle the heads. And the leather. I can't do this. I stood up and flailed my hands in fury. The man walked over to me so quickly and put his hand on my throat.
"Sit down, little lady. I'm in charge here. It's a man's job to keep you safe."
If I could take his knife and slit my throat, I would do it right about now. Sexist. No way. He'll either have to kill me or I'm going to do it myself. I don't know what I hate more, sexism or animal killers. This isn't real. I have to be dreaming.
I pinched myself to wake up, and when it didn't work, I did it again. And again. And again. It's useless. What am I going to do?