Re: Meet The Story Goal II
Sighing loudly, Rachel began the long walk home for dinner.
Just then, thunder rolls in the distance and the sky begins to darken leaving Rachel to wonder if she can make it home before the storm hits.
She hardly makes it two blocks before the skies open. Running from the rain, she tripped. "Ow, ow, ow," she muttered repeatedly, sitting on the cold, wet pavement to examine her scraped knee.
It was bleeding. Alot. She tried to blot the blood away with the hem of her skirt, but the water kept washing it away, making the wound fresh. It would scab over eventually, so she carried on.
Finally, a car pulls up beside her.
Bubba climbs out of his car holding a long jacket which he gently places over Rachel's shoulders then scoops her into his arms and carries her to his warm vehicle.
Rachel climbs into Bubba's car, waiting as he runs through the rain and gets in the drivers side.
He puts the car in drive and begins to head home, but takes a turn that Rachel realizes won't head toward home.
Freaking out, she starts to try to open a door, but instead gets a rag of chloroform forced into her mouth.
"Hush now.. Just breathe and relax.." said the voice as she drifted off to sleep.
Waking up, Rachel found she was bound and gagged, but still in the car, which was now in some forest.
She tried to move but her binds were too tight and all she could do was scream, but it was muffled.
She was persistent, and her struggling caused her wrists to get bloody from the ropes.
Suddenly, Bubba appears from out of no where and smiles a frightening smile at Rachel and begins to speak.
"She is waiting for you."
With that, he grabbed Rachel and moved her from the vehicle and begins to walk her into the forest.
The pine needles were sharp enough to cut through her shoes.
As they entered a clearing Rachel's eyes widened. It was ... her mother.
Who happened to be cut into tiny pieces, and then strewn about a field.
A gasp erupted from somewhere in the trees.
Bubba turned toward the gasp, a crazed look in his eyes.
Standing in the woods was none other then his long-lost lover.
"Tom!" he exclaimed while his heart started beating faster as he remembered trysts with Tom.
But it was all a mirage, brought on by his forgetting to drink enough liquids.
Instead, there was a frog and carriage.