Chapter 3: Lost

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Jason's POV:

Finally, I plop down on my bed. I catch a glimpse of my disheveled hair in the mirror and I'm like, "Whoa, bro, you need to get outta here." So, I rush downstairs, grab my bike keys, and hit the road.

I ride off, trying to clear my head and get some fresh air. I spot this sign for a cafe on my way and I figure, why not take a break? Caffeine is what I need. I park my bike and head inside. The waitress seemed to be giving signs. She's cute but, deep down, I know I'm not looking for any distractions right now. So, I excuse myself, hit the restroom, and then pay the bill.

Back on my bike, I resume my ride. I don't know where I'm headed, but right now..this is cool. I take a deep breath, embrace the freedom, and keep on riding into the night, seeking solace and clarity in the darkness.

As the darkness surrounds me, I realize I've taken a wrong turn and panic sets in. To make matters worse, my bike is out of fuel and I have no idea if there's a gas station nearby.

Frustrated, I curse myself and kick a pebble in frustration. Feeling isolated, I consider asking for help, but no one seems to be passing by. I've been waiting for more than twenty minutes, kicking my bike and swearing. Desperate, I reach for my phone to call someone, but there's no signal and my battery is low. This tangled situation has me feeling stuck and helpless.

God...help!!!!!

As I stood there, I suddenly hear a distant sound. I looked up to see a vintage car emerging without headlights. I couldn't help but wonder who would dare to drive through this desolate path without any lights on.

With a sense of urgency, I began making random gestures with my hand, hoping to catch the attention of whoever was behind the wheel. To my surprise, the car came to an abrupt halt, the engine purring softly.

Leaning down, I slowly knock on the front window. The glass slid down, revealing the silhouette of a person with long hair, their face hidden in the darkness.

Suddenly, the car's interior was bathed in a warm glow as the driver turned on a light. I could finally see her clearly.

Her eyes sparkled in the dark, a sense of mystery sorrounding her and in that moment, I don't know what I felt but it was as if we were both caught in a moment frozen in time, the world around us fading into insignificance.

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