It was a cold dark stormy winter night. Chrissy's day had gone to hell and she was working late to catch up on her work load. Every work day for Chrissy seemed to present more work than she could keep up with. With no support from management she was very weary from working her fingers to their bones day in and day out. Chrissy's days were spent working her ass off and her evenings and nights were spent dreaming of a better life.
As she left work just after 6 pm it was very dark out and the rain was coming down sideways. She opened the door to the stairwell and remembered with a groan that she had parked on the top level of the parking garage. That morning the garage was full due to the weather, forcing her to park on the uncovered top level. She looked through the glass of the door that lead to the top deck and watched the rain dripping down the glass. She knew she was going to have to make a run for it. She was wearing a light dress that came down to her mid-thigh. Here coat was warm but only covered her to her waist and her shoes were a pair of 3 inch high spiked heels.
Chrissy knew when she was dressing that morning that her choice of clothes was not suited for the weather. She didn't care though as she would be working inside where it is warm and her time spent outside was very minimal. Two quick dashes to and from her car, she could deal with the cold for that short of time. Only wrench in her plan was having to park outside on the uncovered top floor of the parking garage.
The weather had taken a turn for the worst during the day and hadn't let up sense. Now she had to prepare herself for her run to her car. She had a quick thought about her hair and how the rain was going to mess it up but then it dawned on her that she would be going straight home. So with a deep breath she pushed the door open and started her run for her car. She could barely see her Tahoe through the darkness and the rain. As she ran she wished she could have parked closer as she felt the rain dripping down her neck.
As she was trotting across the parking lot a car came up the ramp and was turning down the aisle towards her so she stayed to the side and out of the path of the car. She noticed that the car's headlights were really bright. The lights were so bright she couldn't even see what kind of car it was. As she reached the intersection of the aisles the car seemed to keep moving in her direction. The car was moving fast for being in the parking garage. Chrissy sped up to attempt to move out of the path of the car just in case the driver was a complete mental. The car approached so close that it made her tense up and then the driver slammed on the breaks. Chrissy heard the tires slide. This pissed her off, she was mad now. She waved her hand towards the car and yelled, "What are you doing, pay attention!" She started towards her vehicle and the drive of the car revved the engine and let the car lurched forward. Chrissy yelled again, "What the fuck are you doing!" The car lurched forward again. Chrissy heard a car door open and close as the car lurched forward again. She couldn't see anyone due to the cars bright lights and didn't know if anyone had gotten out. The car lurched forward again.
Chrissy decided to make a mad dash around the car in the direction of her vehicle. As she was moving towards the driver side front fender someone grabbed her from behind. A strong hand was placed over her mouth and a very strong arm wrapped around her torso trapping her own arms against her stomach and chest. Chrissy's anger turned instantly to fear. Panic set in and she started to fight as hard as she could. Whoever held her was very strong and as she fought her captor squeezed harder and harder. The squeezing reached a point of pain and her fight left her. Chrissy's body involuntarily went limp though the grip of her assailant didn't let up.
Chrissy heard the sound of a car door opening as she was being carried to the car. Whoever had her was strong and moved quickly as she didn't weigh enough to slow him down. Her captor dove into the car with Chrissy still being bear hugged in his arms underneath him. With everything that was happening Chrissy noticed that there was no light inside the car. Then she heard the door shut and felt the car move quickly from its spot towards the down ramp. The man holding her growled in a horse whisper at the driver to slow down. The growl had scared Chrissy beyond her own belief. She started to wail into the hand covering her mouth. This caused another growl from her captor but this growl was directed at her. "Shut the fuck up! If you behave you will be released unharmed. If you are uncooperative and fight life for you will come to a nasty end!"
Chrissy's body went limp again as if on the command of her captor. Her feelings of total despair had lightened with a slight hint of hope from what her captor said. She could be released unharmed. That was what she wanted. Her mind was a mess and she couldn't think straight. She didn't know what she could do to help herself. All she knew was that she was at the complete mercy of whoever had taken her.
The time in the car felt like it lasted forever. Chrissy had no idea where she was or where she was being taken, she could not see out the windows. She was facing the floor boards with her captor laying on top of her still holding her in an uncomfortably tight bear hug. After an unknown amount of time Chrissy felt the car slow down to a crawl then eventually stop. The driver got out and opened the door of the car. Without letting up his grip the man holding her wiggled both himself and her out of the car. He stood and with her feet dangling she was told again that if she struggle and fought she would be hurt and if she cooperated she would be eventually let go in one piece.