"Island of No Escape"
Rikki continued to scream into her makeshift gag but to no avail. They were too far out for anyone to hear her if there had been anyone out there to hear her. She struggled with all her might but her ropes wouldn't give.
"Shut up girl," one of the women said giving her a rap on the head.
She squealed indignantly. The boat came to a sudden stop.
"What gives?" the woman asked, "we're still miles away."
"Never. Hurt. The girls." her accomplice said coldly.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean ..."
But it was no good. The other woman grabbed her now former partner by the hair and shoved her roughly off the boat. Without another word she started the boat and took off again. Rikki was silent for the rest of the trip.
The boat came to rest at a small dock. They had reached a small forested island several hours from the shore. From the looks of it no one had been here in a very long time. Why would they bring her here? She didn't have long to think about it though. Her captor left and returned with an electric golf kart. The woman forced Rikki into the passenger's seat and took off down a long and windy dirt road.
They rode for what felt like another hour or two deep into the woods until no sign of the outside world could be seen. Finally they pulled up to a large white house. The modernist structure was built at odd angles contoured into the hillside around it. A large picture window wrapped around a protruding circular room at the front. The front door opened and a woman strolled down to greet them. She walked with the speed of a woman with all the time in the world, which she clearly had.