Prologue
There was a tense silence.
The rain poured hard against the roof of the car as the wipers furiously scrubbed the rain off the windshield. The quiet humming of the car's engine barely noticeable from all the noise as it ran.
Yet, despite that, there was a pin drop silence.
Lucy sat in the passenger seat, arms crossed against her chest as she stared outside the window. Her eyebrows were knitted into a deep frown and her lips pressed together in silence. She doesn't move an inch.
In the driver's seat was Loke, eyes square on the road as he gripped onto the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles white and shoulders tense. He glared at the road as he struggled to see past the rain.
"Turn right on East Avenue." The GPS Narrator's voice pierces through the air. Loke silently obeys, the tension never leaving his body.
The GPS Narrator instructs Loke a few more times. The more it talked, the more its voice mixed with the pouring of the rain.
Lucy sighs.
"Listen, Loke, I-"
A loud horn pierces through the air as a bright light flashed in front of them. The car swerves right while the tires screeched against the asphalt but Lucy barely hears it. Lucy could only watch as Loke turns his head towards her. Their eyes meet for barely a moment.
The truck rams through the car.