I sat there, listening to him say those words, panic building inside me. This was a dangerous situation, and I needed to think quickly to escape this psycho.
"First, let's untie your blindfold, shall we?" he said, coming closer to me. I could feel his body heat, his breath fanning my face. I started struggling, but he held me firmly, his grip unyielding. "Stay still, Ella. I won't bite...yet," he taunted.
My breath hitched, and the discomfort of his proximity overwhelmed me. It was clear that he was enjoying this situation, while I was trapped and helpless. I fought against him, but realizing that it was futile, I stopped struggling.
He continued, "Don't you want to yell at me or report me? You can do that. I won't stop you." It was all too much.
He must be insane. I averted my gaze from him, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of seeing my fear. "Alright, I was just teasing you," he said, grinning at me. He was sitting just a short distance away.
I fought back the urge to cry. I
