Run on Red

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For a moment, I couldn’t speak past the lump in my throat. I leaned forward and touched her arm, wanting to throw my arms around her but too afraid to touch her. “You’re okay?” I finally choked out. Part of my brain screamed at me that this was how we would die. Part of it still insisted that this was all a misunderstanding or a bad joke we’d laugh about later. Impossibly, the car kept sliding—either smashing across or through everything in its path like the tank it was.

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When she reached for the door handle, I grabbed her sleeve. “No, don’t get out of the car. I don’t know what they want, but I have a bad feeling—like, really bad. Stay in the car.” At first, I couldn’t stop shaking and crying. I still wasn’t sure what we should do next, but I wasn’t alone anymore. And we had a phone with enough battery power if we could just get it to connect. If you are a parent or caregiver, it is important to encourage children to read at a young age and provide them with age-appropriate books that they will enjoy. However, it is also important to avoid pressuring children to read before they are ready, as this can lead to frustration and resentment towards reading. The irony that we might have escaped the psychopaths on the road only to freeze to death in the canyon felt razor sharp. I couldn’t let the story end this way. At the end of Tish’s senior year, Laura, Tish, and I had taken a road trip to Silverwood, a theme park in Northern Idaho. A last hurrah until we joined her at college.During the day: If you have a flexible schedule, you may find it helpful to take breaks during the day to read a book. She hit the gas harder, and the Volvo flew faster down the dirt road. We were still miles from civilization, but we were headed in the right direction. “Do you hate me?” she asked after a moment. We don’t know them,” I whispered, clutching the seatbelt across my chest. Both men were still facing forward. Neither had even glanced in our direction. “Should … I call the police?” I asked shakily, hoping Laura would reassure me that the answer was no. That there was some reasonable and innocuous reason these men were toying with us. For all the times I’d repeated the catchphrases from my favorite bloggers—“Be vigilant, stay alive,” “Screw politeness,” “Stay safe, get weird,” I knew deep down I’d only call 9-1-1 if I was actually in the process of being murdered. In a haze, I turned to Laura, who was leaning against the driver’s side window. Her face was mostly obscured by a billow from the airbag. Her body was turned away from me, twisted at an awkward angle against the window. Laura sighed. “She’s okay—I think? I’ve hardly seen her lately either. Ever since the breakup, she’s been weird.”

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I decided this wasn’t a Dateline episode about two silly, scantily clad college girls going missing on their way to a party at Coffin Creek after all. This was an episode of Secrets to Survival. The seatbelt strap dug tighter into my stomach, forcing the air from my lungs while the airbag enveloped my head, covering my nose and mouth, making it impossible to draw a breath.I pushed the memory of their grinning masks away. We could both breathe again. We now had some kind of shelter—and even water if we got desperate enough to risk drinking from the river. Tish would realize we were missing in the morning and send help. There was no need to think past the morning. We just had to sit tight. The Volvo’s bumper hit the hillside with a loud thunk, but Laura didn’t hesitate as she yanked the steering wheel and shifted gears. Please, Laur,” I choked out, no longer sure what I was asking her to do. My voice sounded too loud and too fast and somehow naked in the open window beside me. I held my breath, straining to hear the sound of someone else, anyone else, coming up the road behind us.

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I rolled my eyes. “I hate that name. Do we have to call it that? There’s no coffin. Just muddy water and beer cans.” Hurry, hurry!” I urged, flipping her phone open. I dialed three numbers, making sure my fingers found the right keys despite their shaking.

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The indignation stunned me enough that I stopped worrying about the bump on Laura’s head and the fact that we were alone in the middle of the hills without any chance of rescue. I’d been bracing for something bad to happen for as long as I could remember. Ever vigilant, ever anxious, Olivia Heath.

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The wind whispered through the nearby trees again, and the voices drifted out of earshot. I looked at Laura, who nodded toward the river. “Let’s go,” she mouthed.

I pressed two fingers gently against her throat. She suddenly groaned, rolling away from me onto the inflated portion of the airbag. My shoulders slumped with relief, and I shifted to a kneeling position on the passenger seat. When I brushed the pale strands of hair away from her face, she mumbled something. I wound my cold hands into the soft underside of the halter top, keeping my gaze on the shoulder of the road to watch for more pairs of ghostly eyes. “Are you sure we took the right turnoff?” Laura drew her shoulders up, bracing for impact. I grabbed hold of the window frame and planted my feet against the floorboards. Ava had been one of the few freshmen who attended the exclusive sorority party that night, at the end of Rush week. Her story had been firmly embedded in campus lore almost as soon as the news broke that she had gone missing. For weeks at the start of the semester, cops stalked sorority and frat houses to interview anyone who had attended the huge toga party. Before I could process what had happened, they hit us again, more forcefully this time. The pathetic boombox tumbled against my leg and clattered to the floorboards. The sound of metal colliding with metal punctuated the rush of air outside the car.