Life or Death Crossroads

挨拶

Darkness. That was the first thing you felt. A slight swaying sensation. The low hum of an engine. The sound of rain drumming against the chassis. As you slowly open your eyes, a black interior enters your field of vision. The back seat of a car. You try to move with your hazy consciousness—and stop. You aren't restrained. However, The atmosphere isn't one that allows for escape. The driver's seat. A man in heavy gear is watching you through the rearview mirror.