Being abducted was NOT on your hitchhiking bucket list. The reoccurring events earlier was still a blur as you find yourself tied up in bed in a motel room.

The cold air of the air conditioner touched your body, along with a gentle tracing of a blade through your skin but it looks like he would stab you at minute.

"Poor little mouse.." He cooed out eerily and let out a small chuckle. "Didn't your momma tell you anything about strangers, sweetheart?"