#Chapter 259: Return

Abby The first thing I feel when I start to wake up is the throbbing pain in my head, followed by a profound sense of nausea. It’s as if I can feel the world making its rotations at that moment, the earth turning rightside up and upside down and repeating the process over and over again, and I’m just an unwilling participant in the vertigo of it all. My eyes flutter open, and for a moment, all I see is darkness. Panic grips me as I try to make sense of my surroundings. My thoughts feel fuzzy, but then I start to remember. The snow. The men in the truck. The cabin in the middle of nowhere. The fear, the struggle, and then the pain in my head. And then it hits me—I’m not alone, and I’m in a moving vehicle again. Fear courses through me, and I sit up abruptly, my heart pounding in my chest. I can feel the car’s movement, the road beneath us, and my mind races, convinced that I’m still with those men. Up ahead, there’s a man in the driver’s seat. A scream escapes my li