Acquaintance

"Why did you turn?" Reign asked, sensing that the truck veering onto a rough bumpy road instead of the smooth asphalt highway. 

George gestured toward the bustling highway, where a checkpoint lay ahead. Patrol cars were stopping cars creating a long line of traffic. 

"If you don't have a skin and an ID, it's like shouting to everyone that you're a monster." George sighed heavily, exhaustion weighing on him as he longed for a quick nap. 

He had been driving nonstop, and Reign hadn't even given him a break. It was sheer willpower that had kept him going this long.

"So, where are we going?" Reign asked in a nonchalant tone. He understood George's logic, so he decided to just go along with it. .

"I know someone who can help us," he stated. 

"Alright , just wake me up when we get there; the sunlight is killing me," Reign said, covering his face again with a cloth before continuing to nap.