The Van 1
Nervously, I walked to my car, keys in hand. I felt like someone was watching me. I turned around, no one was there. As I got to my car, I saw a man leaning against the driver side door. He was somewhat tall with dark hair. He had a suit on, and nice shoes. I turned around to go back inside the store, but he caught up to me. There was a rag over my face, and I passed out. When I woke up, I was in the passenger seat of a van, the type that you can practically stand up in. The seat was reclined,...