"Where are you taking me?" I ask him as I struggle to remove myself from his grip to no vain.
"You are about to find out what happens to curious girls who are where they are not supposed to be," he replies and I can feel my heart thumping on my chest even faster.
"I can just go and we can forget about this, please?" I am borderline to begging because I am scared as fuck. I don't want know what awaits me to wherever he is taking me.
Every crazy image and imagination that comes in my mind of what could possibly happen to me according to what I have seen down there is not comforting. What if they are drug lords? What if they are sex traffickers and I just got myself in the line? I start to feel myself start to have panic attack. I can't lose it!