Lorelei

The truck lurched like a drunk beast.

It wasn't the normal sway and bump of the road. This was a violent, sideways thrust that slammed me against the wall of crates.

A cry tore from my raw throat. I scrambled, my broken body screaming in protest, and managed to hook my fingers around a metal handle on the door.

The truck rocked again, throwing me like a doll. I held on for dear life, my feet skidding in the… in the mess on the floor.

What was happening? Had we hit ...