The door closed and the voices became muffled again, then Brittany couldn't hear a thing. She hugged the golf club bag tighter while waiting her tenuous fate. The darkness pounded through her brain and the moldy smell of old gym shoes nauseated her stomach. Her arms tingled with needles as her body contorted in place. The silence penetrated her body and her head throbbed. Tears rolled down her cheeks and the salty taste reached her lips reminding her of one of her favorite thing, a day at the beach. She wondered if she would ever see the sandy beaches again or her family.