Chapter 63: Would she be found?

Adrenalin exploded into her veins, her heart pumped fit to burst, making breathing a chancy erratic procedure, head a balloon and arms leaden, whole body shaking, skin crawling. Hands up to brush her face she encountered impediments in spaces that should be empty. Felt her way, succeeded in getting hands to face. Touched, winced. Scrubbed at the crawling around her neck, on her arms. Succeeded only in accelerating its spread. Remembered something coming through the windscreen. Extended her fingers. Rough. Bark. A tree. Came back to her face and winced again. The crawling threatening sanity, gingerly exploring where it hurt. Cheek, temple, ear, eye. Blind! Reasoned panic away. It was dark.