Liz
I close my eyes and focus and remember what Zander taught me. I use the heel of my shoe to stomp down on my attacker’s foot, and I hear him groan loudly. I use my right elbow and push it backwards as hard as I can, and it connects with his stomach.
I spin around and lift my knee and I feel it make contact with something. Hopefully his face, if he bent down like I suspect, or even his nuts. The f*****g asshole deserves it. “Help!” I yelled and tried to feel in front of me to get away. Someone comes running with a torch and shines it my way, nearly blinding me.
“Someone tried to abduct me, I think I hurt him.” I said. I saw the torch focus on the floor and I looked to see an unconscious man lying on the floor. That’s the guy that was sitting in the third row, two seats away from me.
