DIANE

Prologue

The rain poured heavily on the windshield of her 5-series Grey BMW. The loud thuds of the rain splattering the glass raised her anxiety even more and with every thunder sound her already racing heart would spike and skip a beat. She was literally gulping her heart beat down for it had quenched her throat really bad.

The visibility went down to zero in the course of minutes, even with the vipers running she could not see anything outside. The noises were panicking her even more. To divert her mind, she raised the volume of the songs, pulled out a hair tie, and pulled her strands into a top knot bun. Her phone rang, as soon as she answered the call, everything went dark.

The next thing she recalls is hearing some male voice asking her to hold his hand and not be scared.