Turn right. Down the alley.
BACK TO THE STREET!
Stay in the lights.
Why are all the houses dark? Why isn’t anybody home?
I don’t recognize anything.
I don’t know where I left my truck.
I don’t know what I hit.
I don’t know what’s chasing me.
Tried calling for help. No answer.
Tried pounding on doors. No answer.
Haven’t seen a single other car drive by, or person out for a walk, or even a stray cat or squirrel.
Have to keep running.
I can hear them. Chasing me.
Can’t see them, but I can hear them.
They’re getting closer.
Haven’t I already been down there?
Every street here looks the same.
There has to be a way out. A way back to the main road. With other cars, other people.
Just keep running. Left. GO!
Is that a light on in that house?
THERE’S SOMETHING CHASING ME!
The light’s out.
I can’t hear anything. They’re gone?
I’M SORRY I’M SORRY IT WAS AN ACCIDENT I DIDN’T SEE YOU I’M SORRY IT WAS AN ACCID
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