Groaning and sitting up, Ele realized she was freezing on top of her head hurting like someone had just taken a hammer to it. Blinking, she looked up and panic choked her as she realized she was in a wreck. Struggling with her seatbelt, Ele looked out the window and saw someone approaching her car. Relief washed over her as she waved through the window and opened her door.

"My seatbelt is stuck!"

Ele said, panic making her voice high and strained, she was coherent enough to recognize the guy from the store though. He had seemed nice enough, but that didn't keep Ele from being suspicious. She was a city girl after all, she may have not known how to drive in snow, but that didn't make her an idiot, the city streets were harsh to women who didn't have a good head on their shoulders.

The pungent smell of gasoline filled the air, and Ele began hyperventilating, her breath coming in and out quickly,

"Oh my God! It's going to blow up!"

She cried, tugging at her belt harder.