As she placed her car key in the lock, the hairs on the back of her neck gave her a shiver than ran down the small of her back as she felt herself softly throb. The simple act of sliding the hard key into the well-lubricated lock was enough to bring her previously forgotten nighttime fantasy back into her mind. As she slid into the leather seat and sat holding on the wheel, she closed her eyes and felt herself fall into that glorious state of daydream.
She has somehow been walking down a roughly paved country road. She was alone, and she could feel the soft wind on her face as she walked down this seemingly never-ending road that was lined with tall rows of corn on either side. She upon an old barn and as she quietly walked inside, she heard the sound of a car driving down the road. As the sound of the engine grew louder she held her breath. Suddenly there was silence. Frozen with unknown fear she stood there waiting in the darkness for whomever or whatever would be coming to her.
As the door swung open into the blinding light of the setting sun, she saw the outline of a man coming to her. Motionless, she said nothing. As he came closer she tried to see his face only to finally be close enough to see when the door suddenly closed. Leaving she and this man in the darkness.