Chapter Thirty-Five

Sleeping in the trunk!

I finally manage to cut the seatbelt and push the seat forward. I try to angle my way out of the boot but the gap is too small. I even try to dislocate my shoulder, with a lot of pain, but I still can’t fit through. I try to pick the trunk door’s lock but after twenty minutes of trying my arms hurt, especially with the dislocated shoulder. Clearly I was going to have to spend the night in the car boot, at least I was somewhat comfy, at least I was dry and safe. I haven’t heard any voices or evidence of a camp being near by. All I can hear is the regular hooting of an owl nearby and nocturnal animals busying themselves in the woodlands that must be nearby. The majestic glow from the full moon high in the night’s sky provides a low light to me in the back of the car. I can make out the moon’s ethereal glow through the gap into the front of the car. The Sagar pack, my home pack, will be enjoying a night time wolf run right about now. It’s something my father encour