You were a hitchhiker for about a month now. You were on the run from the man who was plainly abusive and would do anything to try and get you back into the cycle he made for you.

You soon got a ride from a country guy whose name was luster. He was awkward and he kept taking glances at your breasts which made you uncomfortable but he promised there was a town near so you trusted him.

About 12 minutes later you drove up to a small empty town and when the truck stopped you got out and grabbed your bag to head into a small rugged motel.

As you were about to go into the motels front doors you felt a sharp pain over your head as you fell to the floor and passed out.