When the blue car races over from the other side of the street, skidding to a stop right next to her, Kelsey wonders if it’s one of her friends showing off their new car.
Or Greg.
No, it wouldn’t be Greg. He loves his crotch rocket too much. That’s why we only lasted two months.
In a flash, the driver leaps out and smacks her alongside the neck. The last thing she remembers before completely blacking out is being tossed into the back seat.