After hours on the road, and on the verge of losing hope, I saw the SUV, blasting with loud music strong enough to make a person’s ears bleed, and then I saw the Limousine at the front. 

I stepped on the gas, hoping to ram off the SUV from the road, so I could get to the Limousine, where I could hear one of Mist’s pet girlfriends asking if she could play with Joyce, and Mist constantly answering “not yet”. 

I heard muffled sounds and whimpers which could have only come from a ...