Sarah's Companion 16

Sarah was barely 20 paces from the cave entrance when she felt something roughly grab her from behind.

She tried to scream, but a hand quickly covered her mouth.

Pulling against the force to no avail, Sarah couldn't help but feel a sensation of almost familiarity with the situation at this point.

The hands stopped pulling and switched to holding her in place once her back hit whoever was pulling her in.

Sarah couldn't help but despair, once again she felt helpless, a helplessness that was broken with 3 words . . .