IN THE MIST

REBECCA The time during which I was unconscious was a mystery to me. Suddenly, my surroundings were engulfed in pitch black darkness, immediately following a sharp blow that I felt on the back of my head. I was currently being held captive, unable to see because of a blindfold, and my whereabouts, unknown to me, but I was confident that God was aware of my circumstances.  The captors had me bound with my hands tied behind my back and also secured to a chair, rendering me immobile. As I struggled to release myself from the rope, the rough texture had caused pain and discomfort to my hands and feet. All I could remember was Dominic’s party premiere and the huge, senseless fight I had with him. The questions he asked me and the way he looked at me in pain got me into this mess. I needed to stay focused and alert so I could find out who my captor was. Because one thing I knew for sure about this strange situation was that someone kidnapped me. As soon as the musty odor reached my nostrils,