Anonymous Mon 08 Jul 2024 04:49:05 No.67215164 Report

Quoted By: >>67216693 >>67216916

>>67215128
Homefront the revolution

E1 Anon goes on a late night drive, and picks up a ghost Fang hitchhiker disgusted as another ptero, good ending or bad ending, up to you

Anonymous Mon 08 Jul 2024 06:05:17 No.67216916 Report

Quoted By: >>67217035

>>67215164

>Radio's on low, the dark of the night coats the city. Insomnia creeping in again. Only thing that abates it is isolation. A night drive, anywhere but my own dreams. I check the dash clock. Two am. Back home, or at least as home as it can be. Rock Bottom is a terrifying place at night, trees catching light and shadows deep and full of danger.
>I'm on my normal route, an almost unused back road sided by forested trees. It's long, straight and quiet. I've never seen another soul out here. Good.
>The memories buzz like flies. Bodies. Blood. A gunshot and the hospital. I blink and focus. The drive helps take me away. Helps me forget.
>I just about slam on the brakes. I spy a figure in the road, my headlights highlighting someone about thirty feet out. I notice wings, a thick jacket and a thumb. A goddamned hitchhiker?
>I breath deep as I slow. Guess I'm stopping. I pull up and unlock the door. I hear them open the back. I consider a moment that they might try to kill me. I consider letting them.
>"Where to?" I groan out. My voice a bit rough from disuse.
>"Just let me off when the road ends." I notice it's a woman's voice.
>I relax a bit. The danger has bottomed out. I drive, the radio still quietly playing gentle tunes.
>"You like music?" I startle as she starts conversation.
>"Uh, yeah."
>"What kind?" I start to consider just shutting down the conversation but being the first real talk I've had in almost years at this point I find myself going with the flow.
>"Boomer rock. Nothing special."
>A snort. I get a sudden flash of heat. Why the hell am I mad at that?
>"You do this often?" She still pushes.
>"Take hitchhikers?"
>"Drive this late at night."
>I sigh "Sometimes."
>"Care to elaborate?" I find myself relenting to her. Some sort of strange relaxation as I speak to her. Almost like we've known each other a long time.
>"Have trouble sleeping. This helps."
cont.

Anonymous Mon 08 Jul 2024 06:11:11 No.67217035 Report

Quoted By: >>67217063

>>67216916
>"I get it. Quiet and alone. Lot of time to think." I sigh as the conversation dies out.
>I spy the sign in the distance signalling the road ends and my turn is coming. I call back.
>"The road ends here. I'm turning after."
>No response. I glance up in the rear-view to check in. She's wearing her hood up, her face out of sight. She's sitting still and quiet. Guess she's spent on conversation.
>I pull up to the stop sign and hear the click of a door. She speaks.
>"I'm sorry." Huh? I start to form a question but she continues.
>"I never wanted you to hurt like this. I hope you can move on. I love you, dweeb." her voice cracks my soul. I remember.
>I whip my head around to speak to her, my eyes tearing up but all I see is an open door. No figure in the shadows.
>I blink and throw it into park, stepping out. I whip my head around a few times, one more check. I quietly and slowly close the back door before returning back to the driver's seat.
>I pause a long while. Hoping, praying for something. Anything. I sit in the cold darkness for a while before slowly taking the car out of park. Delirium from exhaustion or otherwise I let the last message leave it's mark on my gray matter. I start the drive home.

Fin

>>67215166
Next. Quick break first.