Charisma (2015)
““Run!”
He and I crash through foliage, but there’s no chance. Two massive bodies spring from the trees and block us. Before I can scream, we’re bound, gagged, and blindfolded. Rough hands yank my arms and push me forward. When I resist, someone hoists my legs and another person seizes me from under my armpits. They carry me through scratchy brush and then dump me onto a carpeted floor that rumbles with a running engine. There’s another body next to mine, so warm it has to be Shane.
The van’s doors slam and we take off on a bumpy road, Shane and I jostling into each other. I twist at the ties on my wrists, but can’t loosen them. When I kick my legs at the door, someone grabs them and binds my ankles with prickly rope that digs into my skin. Oh God, are these protesters who’ve lain in wait for an “abomination” to destroy? I thrash like a bull, but can’t loosen my bindings.
We ride for what seems like hours, toward who knows what.
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