Author: Guede Mazaka
"I can't believe you're still alive."
"That makes two of us."
Eerie electronic beeps from down the hall. Rasping breath. Creaking of leather restraints.
"Do you want to die in here, or outside?"
"What the hell do you think?"
"I thought so."
"Elle. An old…colleague of mine. Go into the front seat, honey, and sit quietly."
"Why is she wearing a blindfold?"
"Because I don't have eyes anymore, girlie. Go to sleep."
"Do I have to drug you?"
"Good. Now shut up, and don't do anything. We'll be there in an hour."