A-Dreamare

Chapter 2 "Tat, tat, taA" "Ta, tat, Ta" "Shut. Up" CLAP! "Ta! ta, taT!" "Shut. UP!" You roar the two words repeatedly in your head, but it doesn't. Stop. The noise! Your captor sits beside you, gleeful in his self-sustained symphony of  'ta's and 'tat's and claps. Combine the constant noise with remontant pulses of pain in your side, and you have a formula for irritation. He's been going at it for hours, and it's driving you insane! ... No pun intended. You had been driving ever since your abduction, and by now, you were in the quieter parts of the area. You had been seeing sign after sign; some told you how far you were from state