When you visit our website, if you give your consent, we will use cookies to allow us to collect data for aggregated statistics to improve our service and remember your choice for future visits. Cookie Policy & Privacy Policy
Dear Reader, we use the permissions associated with cookies to keep our website running smoothly and to provide you with personalized content that better meets your needs and ensure the best reading experience. At any time, you can change your permissions for the cookie settings below.
If you would like to learn more about our Cookie, you can click on Privacy Policy.
Chapter Seven Day Four Pitch black. No need for a blindfold under these circumstances, she could barely see her hand before her eyes. No stars. No moon. No nearby city with blazing lights to lighten the jungle sky. Just the darkness—consuming, overwhelming, invasive, as if it could actually reach to her heart and shroud it in gloom. A sensation of dread darted up her spine and tickled the hairs at the back of her neck. A rope tether had been thrown around her throat before she was led through the forest at a breakneck speed. Sometimes she was pushed and prodded to go faster by the urgent men behind her; the next minute, one of the brutes was out in front and, like a tugboat to an ocean vessel, she was pulled through darkness as thick as water. Stumbling through the night her anxiety ro