How fast are you driving? The trees are a blur as you wrest the wheel around another cavernous pot hole.

What is the speed limit here, anyway? Not that you've seen a cop in the past hundred miles. Now that you think about it, you haven't seen another car for awhile, either. Just an impossibly big tractor on the other side of the road. The shadowy figure in the cab waved as you passed.

You really should slow down. This forest has to end soon, doesn't it?

You glance to the side and see another shadowy figure, behind the trees, keeping pace with your car.

You speed up.

     

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