Dane's growing agitation led him to kick the large truck tire and send the monster rattling. He was unsure of what has been gnawing at his patience—the tempting fugitive inside his cabin or the dead truck battery.
Each time he stuck the key into the ignition, a loud crank vibrated through his ears. It didn't help that the sky was dark and pouring down with fast incoming droplets.
Another kick to the useless monster sent it rattling once again.
The truck was an old monster, found abandoned and left to rot in an old alleyway. Dane took it in, fixed it up, and polished it to working condition and this is how it repaid him? When he needed the monster to work the most, it decided to die on him.
The universe must be playing tricks, raging storms and killing car batteries to keep the fugitive and Dane stuck with one another. But he always went against the universe and what it wanted. He used the tools in his hands and dabbled with the monster's guts.
