I was at a photo shoot with my cars, enjoying myself and capturing amazing moments. When it was time to leave, I touched up my lipstick, feeling cheerful and confident. But as soon as I got in the car and tried to start it, it simply wouldn’t work. The engine sputtered and let out smoke from the exhaust but refused to fully start.

I kept trying, and little by little, I managed to get it running. It began to move, stalling a lot, until it almost seemed normal. Still, I was alone in the middle of nowhere, and that made me uneasy. I decided to stop and check the engine, thinking it mi...

I was at a photo shoot with my cars, enjoying myself and capturing amazing moments. When it was time to leave, I touched up my lipstick, feeling cheerful and confident. But as soon as I got in the car and tried to start it, it simply wouldn’t work. The engine sputtered and let out smoke from the exhaust but refused to fully start.

I kept trying, and little by little, I managed to get it running. It began to move, stalling a lot, until it almost seemed normal. Still, I was alone in the middle of nowhere, and that made me uneasy. I decided to stop and check the engine, thinking it might be a good idea. But it was a terrible decision. I must have touched something I shouldn’t have because the car got even worse.

I went back inside, closed the windows, and started to feel anxious. I begged the car to start, but it just wouldn’t cooperate. Then, I heard a noise outside. My heart started racing. I looked behind me but couldn’t see anything. I tried to start the car again. Nothing.

Summoning my courage, I got out to check the engine once more, hoping to find a solution. After tinkering with it for a bit, the car seemed to improve slightly, but it was still very unstable. Several people passed by on the street, but none of them stopped to help. It was like I was invisible.

Frustrated, I kept trying. The car would start, only to stall again and again. My patience was running thin. Then, I saw a strange man walking toward me. My heart sank in fear. He looked suspicious, and I didn’t want to find out what he wanted. Panicking, I desperately tried to start the car. Finally, it roared to life. Even though it was still stuttering, I floored the gas and sped away, leaving the man behind.

But my relief was short-lived. The more I accelerated, the more the car struggled until it stalled completely again. I was shaking, overwhelmed with fear and desperation. All I wanted was to get home safely.

Out of options, I decided to give up. I parked the car on the side of the road and left, determined to walk home or hitch a ride. My only priority now was to get away from this nightmare and find a safe place.