Malina slowly came to, her head pounding with each violent jolt as the car sped down the highway. She lay in the trunk, a dark and cramped space that seemed to close around her even more as her panic escalated. To her horror, she realized not only had her memories vanished like a flickering light, but also something far more precious was missing—her sense of self. The darkness pressed down on her, almost tangible, and it wasn't until her fingers brushed against the cold metal that she found what little comfort remained: her mobile phone. It lay there, unresponsive yet holding onto the faint hope that it could still connect her to the world outside this suffocating darkness. With trembling hands, Malina dialed a number, praying for a response, but the call went straight to voicemail. She tried again and again, each attempt more desperate than the last as she clung to the possibility of rescue. The silence was deafening, slicing through her resolve like a sharp blade. Malina's mind raced with possibilities—was this a kidnapping? A prank gone wrong? Or something far worse? As tears streamed down her cheeks, she fought against the encroaching fear and despair, focusing on every detail in an attempt to piece together what had happened. The sound of the car’s engine, the rhythmic thumping of its tires on the road—it all served as a grim reminder that time was not on her side. In this confined space, Malina waged a desperate battle for survival. She used the phone's flashlight function to scan her surroundings, though what she found only added to her confusion and anxiety. The trunk was lined with soft padding, but it did little to ease the discomfort of the cramped position or soothe her racing heart. With each passing moment, Malina’s resolve hardened. She refused to succumb to despair; instead, she focused on small tasks that kept her mind occupied—counting breaths, rehearsing phone calls as if they were real conversations, even making a mental list of things she needed to do when she got out. As the night wore on and dawn began to break through the darkness, Malina clung to every ounce of hope. The world outside remained just that—an unknown entity, but one she was determined to reclaim. Her journey of survival had only just begun, and with her mobile phone as her sole lifeline, she vowed to fight until she broke free from this nightmare and returned to the light.