Dream About Kidnapping And Escape 13

i had been kidnapped by this woman who was jealous of me it seemed, and i was abused and sexually assaulted by her and the men that were associated with her for months. i had infections all up and down my arms and legs, i had cuts and open wounds everywhere, i was in pain. i eventually got the courage to escape, but as i was about to head out the motel door, the woman was sitting on a recliner with the phone in her hands, and she said “you might not wanna do that. i’ve got 911 on dial right now.”. i just stood there with the doorknob in my hand, questioning if this was the right decision. she then said “they’ll think *you* did it. you’ll be done for.”. she was referring to the few other women she murdered and got away with, she forced me to sit and watch her take those women’s lives. i just looked at her, then looked back at the door, and walked out. i headed straight to my car, and started it. i sat there for a minute examining my wounds on my face, i felt like i was going to pass out. i was starved and deprived of sleep because of her abusing me 24/7. i backed up out of the parking spot, and started driving when i saw sirens going off behind me. i stopped the car, and took a few deep breaths. the cops came up to my car and started shouting “GET OUT THE CAR NOW!” “PUT YOUR HANDS UP!”. i got out of the car, and immediately put my hands up and just fell at the officers knees as they pulled their guns on me. i fell to my knees like i was bowing to them. i was wearing a skirt, so it gracefully fell over my thighs as they watched me fall to my knees. i shed a few tears cause i was getting homesick, i had missed my mom. and i knew she was worried sick about me. i just sat there for a few minutes with my head down and hands up, as the cops were wondering why i wasn’t as violent as my kidnapper was saying i was. the cops picked me up from under my armpits and had me stand up. they patted me down, and took me to the cop car. i looked up at them and i said “can i call my mom please? i’ve been kidnapped from another state and need to let her know im okay now.”. they seemed hesitant but let me use their phone since mine had been gone. i called my mom and said “hey mom! it’s me! look i’ve been kidnapped by some woman, i’ve been assaulted physically, sexually, and mentally. i’ve escaped now though, and im now in the cop’s custody. im still not sure why, i think the woman pinned her dirty work on me. here’s my location, i hope to reunite with you soon! i love you!”. i noticed the cop that was taking me to jail was shedding a tear and looked sorry for me. a few other cops were wondering how i had gotten my injuries and infections. i don’t remember much else that happened, but i believe i did tell them that my kidnapper was inside that motel and had murders countless women, and tourchered me, and possibly pinned everything on me since they showed up.