353: Chapter 354 Ergency First Aid for Three Hours 1 353: Chapter 354 Ergency First Aid for Three Hours 1 Her eyes were quickly covered with a black cloth, and she didn’t even get a clear look at the person who kidnapped her.
The car drove for a long while, probably several hours, before finally coming to a stop with a brake.
“Get out!” Her hands were pressed behind her back, and they rudely pulled her out of the car.
The silence around her was terrifying, not even a hint of the city’s hustle and bustle could be heard.
Mo Ran suspected they had taken her to an uninhabited suburb.
They didn’t cover her mouth, which ant they weren’t afraid of her screaming—screaming would be useless because no one would hear.
“Who are you?” Mo Ran asked.
No one answered her.
She asked again, and still no response.
“Lock her up!” A sharp voice commanded, and Mo Ran was forcefully pushed forward.
She stumbled, hearing the sound of a door closing behind her simultaneously.
She hurriedly pulled off the black cloth and discovered she was in a pitch-dark environnt.
Where was this place?
Mo Ran suddenly felt very scared; she groped around, her hands touching cold walls.
These were not ordinary walls but seed to be made out of so tallic material.
There were no sounds around, only the echo of her own breathing.
She knew she must be locked in a very small space.
Fortunately, they hadn’t taken her mobile phone.
Mo Ran quickly took it out, prepared to call the police, but she found out with despair that there was no signal at all.
No wonder they didn’t bother taking the phone—it’d be futile for her to call the police anyway.
Using the weak light from her phone, Mo Ran saw that it was indeed a small enclosed space, sealed so tightly without a single crack.
She searched around in terror and found indeed there was not a crack; not even a whisper of air flow!
Her body shook violently; she guessed their intention—they wanted to confine her here until she died from lack of oxygen!
How long could the oxygen in here last for her?
An hour, or two?
If no one ca to save her by the ti the oxygen ran out, she would undoubtedly die!
Who could be so cruel as to do this to her?
Almost everyone is a little claustrophobic, and Mo Ran was no exception.
Her fear escalated, and she began to frantically pound on the walls, screaming, “Is anyone there?
Please, let out, let out!”
Even if she scread until her throat broke, no one responded.
Mo Ran sat down on the ground in agony, not knowing what to do.
As ti ticked by, she found it harder to breathe, sweat kept forming on her forehead, and her head started to feel dizzy.
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