This is a fictional account.
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Kayla gunned the engine of her car to pass the slower truck as she raced up route 94 on her way to the family cabin in Door County. Her thoughts were on her boyfriend, or ex-boyfriend as it were, and she seemed to be taking it out on her poor car. Kayla had broken up with Chad a month ago after she caught him screwing his lab partner from his Advanced Chemistry class. He had tried to tell her it meant nothing but she was very hurt all the same and ended it.
Snow was falling lightly as she drove north. It was a week before Christmas and she was on break from her senior year at Northwestern. She had told her parents she needed to get out of Chicago for a while to clear her head. A few days at their cabin on a lake in Wisconsin would help wonders, she hoped. Her parents had agreed as long as she came back for Christmas. It was bad enough, they said, that she was leaving the day after her twenty-first birthday.
Northern Wisconsin had already had several early snowfalls and the weather looked potentially like more of the same the next few days. She wanted to get into the cabin and settled before any real snow hit. She would stop at the grocery store on the way and get her supplies for the four or five days she planned to stay. Her dad had said there was gas for the snowmobile so she didn't need to worry about that.
Kayla arrived around mid-afternoon with her groceries. She got the heat turned up in the cabin and unpacked pretty quickly. The most joy she had in a month was finally stopping at a liquor store and being able to purchase alcohol. She bought some vodka, wine and a few different mixers. She planned on having a party of one for several days.
The first night was uneventful. She made dinner and mixed herself several drinks afterwards. The satellite TV got HBO and she watched a good movie. There was a little sex in it and it just made her hornier. Chad and she had been going together for two years. She had gotten used to fucking and sucking with Chad and missed it now. The drinks helped dull her pain and she fell asleep in front of the TV on the couch. She woke at two in the morning and crawled upstairs into her bed.
When Kayla woke the next morning, she showered and dressed. She made herself breakfast and ate at the table looking out over the lake. It had snowed fairly heavily at night and a beautiful white blanket covered everything. She decided she would get out of the house and go snowmobiling. The lake had a nice trail that took you completely around it. She had done it with her dad many times.
She cleaned up her dishes and dressed warmly for her ride. The snowmobile was in the garage and she checked the fluids before starting it up like her dad taught her. He had purchased a new Kat last year and the new snowmobile roared with power as she started it. She pulled out of the garage and across the yard to catch the trail around the lake.
The new snow was nice and powdery and several inches deep covering the older base. She hit the trail and cruised along enjoying the cool crisp sunny day. The new snowmobile had more power than the old one and she tested its speed several times when the trail allowed.
Soon her thoughts, unfortunately, drifted back to Chad and her mood soured as she traveled along. Her speed seemed to increase too as she thought about her life. She had thought they would be married after they both graduated in the spring. At least that was what she had hoped for. Now, she only had graduation to look forward to. Her thoughts were occupied with her uncertain future as she sped along the trail.
She never saw the deer ahead until he jumped out across the trail in front of her. She swerved to avoid him but that was a mistake too on this narrow path. She left the trail crashing through brush and tiny trees, down a slight embankment and hit a small rock with her front runner. The snowmobile lurched to the left and turned on its side. It plowed through the snow into a sideways slide with her still on it down the embankment. Her body and the snowmobile plowed up snow before it. Her body bent down a couple little trees as she slid.
The snowmobile finally came to rest but with her right leg trapped under it. She was nearly buried in snow that had accumulated as they plowed down the slope. Kayla checked for pain but didn't feel anything too bad. Her back hurt from hitting the trees and her right leg was an unknown. It did not feel too bad but with the weight of the snowmobile she couldn't be sure. She pushed snow away and tried to move. Her leg was pinned fast and she could not budge it or the snowmobile.
The reality of the situation hit her like a ton of bricks. She needed help and fast. She was dressed warmly but she would not survive too many hours trapped in the snow and cold under the snowmobile. Her hat was also gone and that was very bad. She had left her cell back at the house, a mistake she now regretted.
Kayla dug out more snow from around her and fortunately found her hat. She put in back on but it was wet so it did not help much at first. She screamed help several times but she was at a part of the trail that did not have houses nearby. Kayla felt like crying but knew she needed to stay strong and think about how she could survive.
Kayla tried to dig the snow with her gloved hands from around her leg and the snowmobile. It was packed down hard and she could not get too far with just her hands. She pulled her leg hard but her boot would not move and it was buried to deep under the snowmobile. She started crying then.
Kayla was sobbing when she heard the roar of approaching snowmobiles. She stopped to listen and there was no mistake - they were coming her way. She started screaming hoping they would hear her. She listened in horror as they passed right by fifty feet away up the hill without stopping. She could not see them nor could they see her over the side of the hill. As she listened to the sound of the motors fade, she started crying even harder. She was in deep trouble. She might die here.
Kayla was sobbing quietly when she heard voices. She listened.
"I'm telling you I saw snowmobile tracks going off the path," one voice said.
"Where?" the other said.
"Back here somewhere," the first said.
Kayla screamed help as loud as she could. She screamed several times then stopped to listen. She heard nothing and screamed for help again. Then she spotted them as they too saw her over the side of the hill.
The two men ran towards her down the hill through the snow and brush. It took them only a few moments to reach her.
"You okay?" one asked.
"I'm stuck," Kayla said, "but I think I'm okay."
The two guys looked to be about Kayla's age. They came around the snowmobile and positioned themselves on either side of her.
"When we lift up see if you can pull free," the slightly larger of the two said.
Kayla watched as the two got handholds on the snowmobile, and then lifted. The snowmobile rose up several inches and Kayla pulled. Her boot came free easily now and she slid back and out from under the snowmobile. The guys set it down when she was clear.
"Oh, thank you both," Kayla said. "I thought I might die trapped under there."
"No problem, little lady," the taller one said. "My name is Sean and this is Brian."
"My name is Kayla," she said.
"Nice to meet you, Kayla," Sean said. "Can you move?"
"I think so," Kayla said trying to put weight on her freed leg.
"Can you walk?" Brian asked.
"It does hurt a little but I don't think it's broken," Kayla said.
"Lucky you," Sean said. "Here let us help you up the hill."
The guys took an arm each and assisted Kayla up the slope to the trail. She could put a little weight on the foot and it did not hurt too bad but it had gone numb under the snowmobile's weight.
"Can you stand here for a few minutes?" Sean asked.
"I think so," Kayla said.
"Brian and I may be able to right your Kat. If we can, then we can pull it up with our snowmobiles. Wait here. You want to sit?" Sean asked.
"No, I think I can stand," Kayla said.
She watched the two guys move down the slope. They got to the snowmobile and took up the same positions but on the high side of the hill this time. She could hear them say one, two, and three. Then she watched as the snowmobile rose up fairly easily. The downward slope of the hill helped leverage the weight. In another second the snowmobile went over, rocked hard momentarily but stayed righted and came to rest. From where Kayla stood, it did not look too damaged. 'Might even run' she thought.
The guys scrambled back up the hill. Sarah noticed they weren't even breathing hard.