Killing the Killer

“Okay, Alice, listen to me carefully,” My mom lectured me, in a patronizing way, for what felt like the millionth time. “I’ll only be ten minutes as I’ve just gotta grab something from the store. Don’t leave the car okay? I’m gonna leave the car unlocked but I don’t wanna come back and you’re not here. I really won’t be long though.”

She stood up from the seat, pushing the car keys into her pocket and leaning her towards the direction of the back seats. “Are you sure you’re going to be okay on your own?”

“Yes mom.” I responded, lifting my head up from being buried in my phone, looking at her.

“You can come with me if you-“ She began before being cut off by my not so discreet eye rolling. “Okay I’m leaving. I won’t be long.” With that, she lifted her head out of the car and pushed the door shut, allowing me to hide behind the tinted windows of the car.

It was at that moment that time suddenly slowed down. I began to scroll mindlessly through my Facebook newsfeed, not entirely paying attention, until my eyes were slowly shutting. The car made a quick click noise and I was now locked in.

“Help me!” A sudden high pitched scream jolted me from the sleep I had nearly surrendered myself to. Another scream sounded, but this time it was far more muffled.

I tilted my head to the direction I thought the source of the scream would be. I was correct, as less than 10 meters from the car a petite woman was being dragged into the bushes. Her mouth was covered by a stranger’s giant hand. My eyes widened as I watched the scene in front of me.

Panic set in as I began to watch her struggling. I started to bang against the windows, screaming out but it was useless. They couldn’t hear me…