She forcefully scratched the skin on her wrist, then ripped off a couple of her nails and dropped them. She spat and rubbed her saliva around the seat, before biting herself hard enough to draw a little blood, which she smeared around as best she could.
Before her hands were restrained, she was able to pull out a few hairs from the nape of her neck.
She prayed that everything she’d done would be enough. Even if she didn’t make out the back of this car alive, parts of her would remain here. He would not get away with it.
Ooh, a dark tale indeed. Strong stuff.
Good lead in to the unexpected. Kept me reading
Editorial comment – She spat*
OOOOOOO! Love it!!!