In a split second, everything changed. The guard in the back had just nodded off when he felt a strange vibration that resonated through the seat. Kent felt it too, and he opened his eyes, confused by it. The strange vibration was rapidly followed by a loud bang, then a whoosh, and both men looked forward to see the driver grabbing the wheel in a desperate attempt to control the van. It swayed right and left as the driver applied the brakes to try and slow the vehicle. Just as the van was slowing, it took a violent swing to the left, the rear of the van seeming to catapult forward, just as a repeated firecracker sound was heard.
The guard in the back looked forward into the rearview mirror to see the driver slumped in his seat and no longer in control of the vehicle. Blood trickled down the left side of his face, and within a second the van started to roll over. Kent tried his best to shield his face. Unable to raise his hands, he lowered his head between his shrugged shoulders. He didn’t have to worry about falling out of his seat—he was chained and strapped into the body of the van to ensure he would not escape. The guard who was sitting across from him was not so lucky. With each roll of the van, the sound of his head and body hitting metal made a sickening thud. When the van came to a stop in a field a ways from the road, the guard was unconscious, lying across Kent’s chest. The van was on its side. Kent’s backside was horizontal with the ground. He lay in shock listening for sounds outside the van.
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