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Remi watched as the man placed the clock on the dashboard directly in front of the girl’s body, taping it down, as well. The man checked his watch and then laughed.
“Come on, Kris! It’s time to wakey, wakey. I don’t want you to sleep through this; it’s going to be the most exciting moment of your life.” He slapped her face a couple of times and then laughed hysterically when she shook her head, trying to wake up. “There she is! Welcome back, Miss Tatum. I missed the hell out of you. Did you take a quick nap?”
“Fuck you,” the girl muttered and then spat in his direction.
Remi watched the man’s eyes narrow into dangerous looking slits. He pulled a flashlight out of his pocket and turned it on, shining the bright light straight into Kris’s face. Remi blinked from the brightness. It didn’t seem to affect Gary or the girl at all, though. He hoped it meant he was still alive.
“Look where you are, Kris,” the man said as he turned the flashlight away from her face and toward the outside. “Do you see the warning sign?” The flashlight pointed out the sign he referred to. “You’re on some train tracks, sweetheart. These are in the middle of the country, on somebody’s private property and guess what they don’t have? Warning bars that come down, that’s what. Do you see that timer in front of you?” he asked as he nodded toward the clock. “That’s how long you have left to live. That train is going to come right around that bend,” he pointed the flashlight outward again, showing Kris the curve on the railroad tracks, “and smack right into you.” He looked down at her and asked, “Do you think you’ll explode? I think you will. I mean, with something that large hits you, what other choice would be available for your tiny little frail body? At the very least, you’ll be mangled to pieces.” He laughed. “We are talking closed casket, baby doll!” He leaned down right into her face and said, “You should have heeded my warnings you stupid bitch!”
Remi felt bile rise up his throat when he heard the tough girl whimper in fear. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. He couldn’t do it this time. There wasn’t going to be a way to help her!
“Enjoy the last eighteen minutes of your life, Kris Tatum,” the man said as he slammed the driver’s door closed and turned to walk away. “I hope you explode!” he yelled.
The girl started screaming, screaming hysterically. She begged him to come back in one minute and then threatened to cut his balls off the next. Remi simply panicked. Wildly, he looked at first Gary and then at the girl. They both shook their heads, indicating they couldn’t help.
Oh, fuck.When Remi started rocking back and forth, tears streaming down his face, Ryder went into full-blown panic. He needed to wake him up. He couldn’t let Remi continue to suffer.
Someone started pounding on the door and Jeremy, still holding on the phone, said, “Let her in, Ryder. She might be able to help!”
There was no decision to be made, though. One second someone pounded on the door and in the next second, Mystic Mary stood next to him. “How long has he been out?” she demanded as scampered to the other side of the bed and sat next to Remi. Like Ryder, she grabbed one of his hands and started rubbing. Her eyes flashed up at Ryder. “How long?”
“Uh…thirty minutes…maybe. Mary? Why are you here?” Ryder knew it was a stupid question with everything happening around them, but he couldn’t stop himself from asking.
“Jeremy’s my son; nice to meet you, Ryder. He has nice things to say about you. Now…what’s Remi said? Anything of importance? Anything that will help us figure out where he is?”
“Nothing,” Ryder answered quickly, his mind still reeling from the trick that had been pulled on them earlier. “This victim is different; she’s a fighter. He hasn’t been this panicked until a few minutes ago. I…I was beginning to hope it wasn’t going to be another murder, that he was just seeing something that might be able to help us.”
“He’ll be able to help us; trust me,” she answered. In a loud voice, she said, “Remington! I need you to focus on my voice! Listen to me…and only me. Do you understand?”
Remi made no movements to indicate he’d heard anything she’d said.
“Remington! My voice. I need you to focus on me!”Remi was hysterical, screaming at Gary and the girl to help him do something. When they just stared sadly at him, he climbed over until he was in the passenger seat, next to the girl. They had fifteen minutes. What in the fuck could he do in fifteen minutes? Not a fucking thing, that was what! Frantically, he tried tearing away at the tape that secured her hands to the wheel, but it was useless…he couldn’t even touch the wheel, his hand slipping straight through as if he were the ghost instead of the rat girl and Gary.
