What’s even stranger is, she didn’t see it while she was driving. How is there supposed to be a car junkyard? She thought to herself. However, a place filled with buried muscle cars, abandoned pickup trucks, and old bulldozers caught her attention. ![]() There is no luck for any signs of functioning establishments on an empty road like this, she thought. She stepped outside of her car and walked to find any gasoline stations or houses that could help her. “Seriously?” she said to herself, “Is everything I own dead now? Like me?” She had realized that her car engine died while she was driving. ![]() She heard an unfamiliar noise, like the sound of a steel colliding with another steel. It fits her, she thought, she and the road were the same they were both empty. She wasn’t travelling she was running away. People had told her before to never travel alone in Derry Road or else something might happen. She looked at her rear-view mirror and realised she was travelling alone on an empty road. Drinking was the thing her mother told her to never do, perhaps because it turns her father into a monster with a closed fist as a weapon. Everybody knew she always had low alcohol tolerance, even herself knew that now she couldn’t even taste the bitterness of the liquor, she feels it inside of her. She was sure that the alcohol wasn’t intoxicating her mind to hear different things, she knew she was still sober. Weird, she thought she has been hearing news about road collisions all day. ![]() The news reports on radio echoed through her whole car as she indulged her third bottle of Russian Standard. “Woman ‘dead’ after car crash found alive in morgue.” “Maine Vice Mayor Deaver killed in car accident in Castle Rock.” “Pepsi employee killed in Hawkins car crash.”
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