The Car

The little red light above my seat flashed quickly, ordering me to fasten my seatbelt.  

"Oh yeah? What's gonna happen if I don't?" I yelled at the dashboard.  It didn't respond in some much as a word but a sound.  And that sound was the sound of the engine backfiring. 

"Oh great. Just great" I muttered.  "Thanks a lot you stupid piece of junk.  I should have gotten a new car years ago but no I just couldn't. " I kicked at the wheel which promptly fell right off.  "Ok that was weird," I combed my hand through my hair and started to pace around.  How could this happen to me?  This is the most important race I've ever been in and just to my luck the stupid car breaks down.  I reach into my pocket and pull out my cell hone to call the tow company when a roaring noise comes from behind me.  I spin around and I'm pretty sure my jaw literally dropped to the ground.  I had died and gone to heaven. I was sure of it.  Because standing right there was a brand new model Z Ferrari complete with jet packs. I walked over to it in a daze and to my surprise the car door slide open when I pulled at the handle.  I sat in the comfortable leather seats and began to doze off.  About a half an hour later I heard a loud noise and, still in a daze from sleeping, turned my head to find not the road, like I expected, but I huge metal wall.  The wall had at least a million little red lights that were flashing on and off, all on a different timer.  Two little creatures were tied to a cold steel plate in to corner, they appeared to be dozing off.  Where was I? why was I here? Then I felt something cold and slimy on my leg. 

"AHHHHHH!!!!" I screamed.  Then I looked down only to come eye to cloudy eye with a huge python.  I screamed again and the little creatures didn't even stir.  "Help me you insignificant little men! Do you not see me here with this poisonous snake wrapped around my leg!!" I squealed ad shook my leg violently, trying to get the snake off, but his grip held.  A smooth voice interrupted my panicking.

"Oh sandy, do not play with our guests.  They never seem to enjoy your company."

"YOU HAVE A PYTHON AS A PET?? WHAT KIND OF PET IS THAT?"  he laughed quietly

"Watch your questions.  Sometimes you might not want to know the answer." I groaned

"You're not one of those hippie psycho guys right? I find them extremely annoying"

"Watch your smart alec comebacks.   I see right through them."

"Who are you?" I asked

"Only the person in the world you least want to meet."

"You're Miley Cyrus in disguise?" He snapped his fingers

"Butler take her away.  She needs to learn some manners from the Bloatas."

'Yes sir." The butler appeared out of nowhere and gripped my arm tight, very tight.  So tight in fact that I called out in pain. The butler smirked at me.  I wanted to slap him.  I struggled to get free, but like the python, his grip held. The butler was smallish and sickly looking in the light and he had not had his boney  arms wrapped around me, I might have thought that I could break all of his bones in an instant.  He led me to another metallic room and threw me inside. He laughed, a sharp cackling sound, and slammed the door behind me. I heard the lock click.