"Drat and Double Drat! What was that 18-wheeler, cabbie thingie doing blocking the road?" Sue Ann Harris thought as she brought her car to a stop. She was running late for class and had already accepted the fact that she was going to have to settle for cafeteria coffee instead of stopping at her favorite coffee shop.
Looking out her windshield, she noticed that the driver of the other vehicle seemed to be waving her into the parking lot of a small strip mall. That would work. She could go in this entrance and exit at the entrance further down, just past where the cabbie thingie was stopped. She pulled in.
The other driver stepped into the lot and waved for Sue Ann to stop. He seemed to be staying a safe distance from her driver's side window so she rolled it down. "Do you need me to call - -?" she started to ask.
She never finished the sentence. A burst of spray hit her face and paralyzed her. Belatedly she noticed that the other driver had donned a surgical mask and goggles. She felt her car door being pulled open, and then felt herself being pulled out of her car. Then – Nothing.
