Start of Short Story- As One who having wandered

It was a cloudy night when Pam began the car. The constant buzzing of the motor engine annoyed her, as she knew she was drunk and tired. She began to slowly close her eyes. For her it felt good, but she didn’t know how good it felt when her car crashed into a tree. This was the first unfortunate event which occurred to Pam.

Hours later she woke up. All she could hear was the throbbing of her head, her brain felt lifeless. She opened her eyes and saw her car in flames. The heat blast nearly killed her. Still recovering from the shock, she stood up not comprehending where she was and what happened to her car. Nothing seemed familiar. She looked down at her arm and noticed it was severely injured, blood flowing in and out of a deep, red wound. She didn’t even feel a thing, she was still drunk from the heavy shots she and her boyfriend had previously. The chilly wind captured her thoughts as she turned her head to see an unordinary figure. It was amongst all of the leafy trees and logs. The sounds randomly heard were scary. The lonely dark sensation of this place, was unusual, and reminded her back at the farm. Though this place was different, it had strange and exotic feeling, like she was captive, not knowing where she was and who this person was.