Warnings: Signs of Depression, Mentions of Suicide, Mentions of Drugs (Recreational from Unorthodox Methods and Prescribed), Signs of Manipulation
Description: In the cold days of Canadian weather, a simple-living swedish woman by the name of Judit...
He introduced himself but seemed wary about speaking his true name.
"Have you heard of me?"
He questioned, raising an eyebrow curiously,
"No."
Was all Judith managed to say, feeling his hand still gripping hers all the while she still felt fear chaining her to the seat. It was obvious that this guy wasn't letting her go, everything about this rang alarm bells but she wasn't feeling the ability to do anything about her suspicions. She saw a familiar sparkle in his eye, seeming glad that she didn't know who he was... She was scared.
He finally released her hand before letting another string of words roll out like yarn,
"Now, I must ask that you put your seatbelt on. I will be taking you back to my office and we shall have a small conversation, I am here to help you after all."
He tried to convince her but although she had every right to shout otherwise she felt herself silenced and simply did as she was told, feeling his eyes analysing her very existence right down to her core in that moment. Her ears picked up the sound of a click before she ran her hand up the security strap in a nervous manner.
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The quiet rumble of the mechanical beast being audibly cued after the key to the ignition was turned by her newly found acquaintance. Movement stirred subtly once they began to shift and soon enough the headlights had to be turned on due to it getting dark, they were driving a fair bit and she had gotten taken out of her work halfway through which would've been until a pretty late time yet not quite a closing shift.
It was silent in the car for most of the time, mostly just the shuffling on car seats from either person and sometimes the breaths could even be heard from both individuals. Judith didn't dare speak to break the silence but instead while her eyes were trained on what passed the car window and what she could see from within the darkness that soon arrived, a male voice sounded,
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"You know, Judith. You are so quiet but I have a feeling that it isn't the same story for your internal thoughts."
He chimed calmly and quietly with full knowledge that the dead-still air would carry it with ease much like a feather in wind,
