Marley felt like she had been driving all night. She’d left as soon as she’d gotten the phone call that her mother had fallen ill. When she left, she had been in a rush, packing very lightly, and was sure she had forgotten something. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see the red light flashing on her phone. She reached over the console, feeling for her charger, but she couldn’t find it. She then realized what she had forgotten. She had taken her charger out when she cleaned her car the day before and forgot to put it back.
She looked at the phone, there was only 2% battery life remaining. She turned it off. After another hour of driving, she grew tired. She could barely keep her eyes open, yet she kept going. She was traveling at about 60mph when she heard a loud bang. Her vehicle began to slow. Her tire had blown. She could hear the air escaping the tire. The car started to pull to the left. She began to panic. She instinctually jerked the wheel and slammed on her breaks. She quickly realized this was a mistake, as her vehicle had begun to spin.
Finally, after what seemed like a lifetime, the car came to a halt. She then realized she was in the middle of both lanes of traffic. Luckily, there had been no other cars on the road. She slowly began to turn the car around. Listening as the rim ground against the asphalt and the deflated tire flapped.
When Marley reached the side of the road, she immediately reached for her phone. She turned it back on, only to find she had no signal. She thought to herself, what am I going to do? The night was dark and foggy. She couldn’t see further than where her headlights shown. She put her hazard lights on, got her flashlight out of the glovebox, and exited the car. She went to the rear to evaluate the tire. People kept telling her she needed to replace the tires, but she could never come up with the extra money to do so.
Just then, despite the dense fog, she could see lights in the distance. They were faint, but getting brighter as the vehicle got closer. To her amazement, it was a tow truck. The driver pulled behind her and got out. Marley immediately noticed the size of the man. He was tall, maybe 6’4, with a muscular build. As he approached her, she began to feel uneasy.
“What happened?”, he asked. Marley then explained the events that had just occurred. As she was talking, she noticed him walking around the vehicle. He was peering into the windows as if to see if anyone else was in the car. She grew more suspicious of him. Confirming the car was empty, he walked back over to her. With a devilish grin, he said, “You know what’s going to happen next, don’t you?” Marley screamed and began to run. However, her efforts were useless. No one could hear her on that dark, desolate, stretch of highway.
She realized, he was now in control. No one would ever see Marley or her car ever again. She became a victim in the foggy night.