Discombobulation and Beyond

One day she left her house, feeling out of sorts as if some premonition spoke to her. It said to just stay home; to not go out. No logic in this, though, could she infer. She ran her errands, then bought groceries. To her car she went, exiting the store. Discombobulation hit! Something wasn’t right. That feeling now she just could not ignore. A handsome man approached her as she neared her car. It seemed as if that guy came out of nowhere. She saw his knife, then felt its menace at her back. She looked around; the parking lot was bare. Discomfort and confusion turned into grave fear. Like acid in her throat, great dread was rising. Bound and gagged, how she wished she’d listened to her instinct! Sadly, her fate was not surprising.