Chapter 12: Syd Is TrappedIf he didn’t go back now, he wasn’t going to make it alive anywhere. Trying to see into the blizzard, Syd turned his head towards the direction he hoped was the right one. He’d managed to walk, hop, and crawl halfway to where he believed the car was, but he couldn’t go any further. His hands were frozen numb and if he didn’t head back to the motel, he’d lose his toes.
“f**k!” he roared into the wild wind and snow, his voice getting lost in the storm. f**k this. He was done. He was going back to that damn motel. He’d pour himself a drink, eat whatever he could get his hands on, and have a nice, hot shower. He’d walk around naked and drunk and give them a hell of a show, if that’s what they were looking for.
On his perilous way down to the road, he’d tied black pl
