My hands immediately took to the air as a sign of surrender and the Cafe went silent. No one dared to move, afraid it would set this young woman off. I managed to bring my eyes from the revolver and to her face, where I captured as many details as i could. If she didn't kill me, I'll have to make a statement for the police, and tiny details are important.
She had long blonde hair, obviously dyed, that reached down to her lower back. Her eyes were green, but judging by the redness of her eyes and the trace of plastic over her eyes I can safely say that green wasn't natural. If she had freckles, i would never know, she wore so much makeup it was hard to find any defining point on her face except the tiniest scar on her upper lip. I met her eyes again and felt myself shiver, a cold sweat broke out across my body because what i saw reflected there was a sense of detachment that didn't bode well for anyone here.
"Get up" her voice was quiet, hard to hear to even my own ears.
"What?" if she didn't want to kill me, then what was she planning on doing?
Her voice was smoother now, "Get up and follow me, or I'll blow your friends' brains out" the gun tip was gesturing over to where Mater and Sally were watching the spectacle happen.
Standing as quickly as I could, I kept my hands raised, "If you try anything I will kill you, and you buddies here too."
I wondered fleetingly where Sheriff was, if not here probably patrolling. He wouldn't be able to come to my rescue now, nor would anyone else.
"walk in front of me and be sure to go out the door. No tricks, Love." The term of endearment took me off guard, i had expected a hater who had gone a little to far, but she said love as if she genuinely had feelings for me.
Turning towards the door i felt her press the gun tip to my lower back and i escorted us out She directed me toward a silver Toyota Prius, and i wondered if my friends had the idea to take down her plate numbers. Quietly we got in and she started it, i could hear the distant sound of police sirens and wondered if she'd kill me if we got caught. I didn't have to wonder about getting caught long, because while this car may look small she obviously engineered it to travel at higher speeds than average. We were out of Radiator Springs in record time.
"I won't tell you my real name," were the first words said to break the tense silence, "But you can call me Loviatar."
Loviatar was the name of the Finnish goddess of pain and said to be Plague personified, that couldn't be a coincidence.
"I wish we could have met under better circumstances, but at least I didn't have to kill you."
"I appreciate not being shot, thanks."
for the first time in a long time, I'm truly terrified of whats going to happen to me.