“When things go wrong, don't go with them.”
@boysfromtheburbs
Rak was driving home from a marine research facility he'd been requested to visit that day when everything started to go wrong. Not only was his hunger biting, his tiredness stultifying, but his car had now started to sound like a cobra had weaselled its way in. Great. Love that.
There was only so far he was willing to drive before he felt like he was a danger to society. At the very next gas station he pulled up, parking near the side out of the way of the pumps. Thank goodness he did, too. As soon as he switched the engine off there was a loud clattering noise of an engine dying in agony, and any attempt to restart his Honda Pilot resulted in failure.
He banged his head on the steering wheel before slipping out to enter the gas station. It felt like the start to a horror movie, actually. Car malfunctioned in a gas station in an unfamiliar location... and when the clock struck midnight, all the gas station workers turned into vampires!
"Helloooooo-?" oh! There someone is. Hopefully not a vampire. "Hey! My car out there just broke down. Do you have the number of someone I can call?"















