Path of Jen: Bloodborne by Sidney Wood Read Free Book Online

better. The third was better still, and she was pretty sure
the window gave a little. She knew she couldn’t break it, but she
also knew they were held in by a rubber seal. She just might be
able to knock it loose. She began focusing on kicking it toward the
top passenger side corner. “There!” she thought excitedly as
she felt the seal giving way. Two more solid kicks and she had
pushed it past the seal on that whole side. She scooted to the
other side and began kicking in the same fashion but even more
fiercely. She shouted with each kick. After five good kicks, the
whole back window tipped back and onto the trunk. It rattled there
for a few seconds before sliding off and falling to the road behind
them. They were going slowly at this point and it remained intact.
Jen launched herself toward the opening and began climbing through
just as the sky was blocked out. The taxi had just entered a garage
of some kind. “Oh no!” she thought. “I have to get out
right now!”
    The engine stopped and she heard the driver’s
door as she was pulling her upper body out of the window space. She
got one knee out before she saw the driver rush past her and pull
the garage door down from outside. She scrambled out onto the trunk
and rolled to the ground just as his feet disappeared and darkness
overtook the garage. “No!” she shouted. “No! Don’t leave me!
Please!" She pounded on the garage door.
    Jen pounded her fists against the door until
they hurt. She kicked the door while facing it and then turned
around and kicked it with her heels a few times. She screamed in
frustration and tried to lift it. It was locked. She kicked it
again and then collapsed against it, exhausted.
    Jen struggled to control her breathing and
her racing heart. She sat still and tried to listen. She couldn’t
hear anything of the world outside. Looking up in the darkness and
folding her hands in front of her she prayed. “Dear God,” she said
out loud. “Please! Oh God, please save me! Please, just let me go
home!" Jen couldn’t help feeling terrible about how this would
affect her family. She was guilt ridden on top of the fear and
frustration she felt. “I didn’t even speak to my mom after the
airport,” she realized. “What kind of daughter does
that?" She dropped her hands to her knees and prayed again,
even more desperately. “Dear God, please! If you help me out of
this, I promise I will be a better daughter. I promise I will tell
my parents about you! Is that what this is about? Do you want me to
tell them? I will! Please!”
    She turned and sat against the door sobbing.
Jen was tired and hungry and to make everything worse, she was
pretty sure her period was starting. She clenched her fists and
pounded them on her knees. “Come on Jen!” She hissed. “You can do
this! Find a way out!" Climbing to her feet she began searching for
a light switch, a door knob, a window; anything. “There has to be
something here,” she reasoned. She searched blindly, moving along
the wall to her left and touching everything. She found a workbench
with a few pieces of metal and some bolts. Near the end of the
bench she found a long wrench. She picked it up and tried putting
it in her back pocket, but her pocket was too shallow and it kept
tipping out. She tried her front pocket and that seemed to work
okay.
    Jen continued along the wall to the far end
of the garage. At about head level, about two feet past the corner,
she found a light switch. She flipped it up and the garage she had
been feeling her way around was instantly revealed. Jen felt a
surge of adrenalin. “Where is another door?” she asked aloud.
“There!” she answered when she saw a man door set back in a recess
not far from the light switch. She rushed forward and tried the
door knob. “Locked!" She pounded on it and yelled, and then
pulled the wrench from her pocket and started beating on the
handle. It was no use. The wrench did nothing but make little dents
in the metal. It