Knock Knock

Knock. Knock.

Sarah had heard someone knocking on the front door and slowly got out of bed to open it. She was so sedated that didn't even ask "who's there"... and just put on her silk robe and her bunny slippers and sluggishly stepped toward the front door.

A man with a wide brim hat and a trench was standing at the door. He had his sun glasses on, although it was pitch black outside. Dark and pouring. A lightening had struck just as she opened the door. Thunders were roaring soon after.

Her eyes widely opened with terror but she didn't manage to close the door shut. The man grabbed her and took her away in the rain to his black Volvo. Inside the car he tied her hands and gagged her. She noticed that the handle on her side was broken. There's no escape.

They were driving for about an hour until they got to the lake. He took her out of the car and she already knew where were they going and why had he come over to get her.

It was time to pay for what she had done 20 years ago at the same place and on the same time.


--Time's up--