1.2

I was out of options, everything turned mute and I felt like time had slowed down. Then an irregular noise pulled me back into the normal time frame. A biker had pulled up beside me and he was looking at me. Through that helmet it was impossible to tell who that was. He knocked at my window and I pulled it down.

"jump out."—biker.

"what?"—me.

"jump the hell out of the car."—biker.

I was confused and scared but there was no other option. I tried to keep the car steady and then I jumped out of it and landed on the bike. The biker turned a hard right and entered an alley.

"who are you?"—me.

"No time for questions stupid ass."—biker.

My heart skipped a beat. A million pictures followed into my head just the second I heard that phrase.

"Is it you?"—me.

She was not answering. At least now I knew that it was a 'she'. I was close enough to know that much.