A black car sliced through the night on the deserted road, and the only light came from the car's piercing headlights. In the backseat, two girls whispered and giggled, their faces bathed in the soft amber glow of the car's interior.
A man sat on the passenger seat, clad in a sleeveless hoodie that exposed his heavily inked arms, adorned with tattoos from his upper hand to his elbows. He sneered at the girls, who were whispering like hummingbirds, before turning to his friend in the driver's seat. "Yo...Mac..drive fast, man..You are driving like my jittery grandpa. At this rate, we will reach the Elatias forest by tomorrow night."
Mac scowled. "I am going at 80 already, fucker!"
"Stop fighting both of you!" Joy sitting in the backseat, shouted at them. "I am dropping the plan if you continue to fight like this, Mac."
