Damp would be the word to describe the place Marco was in, the rain fell heavy but bothered him none. He stands there with his hands stuffed into his torn jacket pockets waiting for something...someone to appear, he sighs as he was about to give up but then, from the corner of his eye he sees it. She stood only a couple feet away from him, not even aware of his appearance, how could she? He was dressed in all black, at night, in the rain. She walks over to a bus stop, and sits down under the protected roof of the booth, shielding her from the downpour around them, but it didn't shield her from the outside world around her though. It happened so fast, not even Marco could get to her in time, a car hydroplaned, the driver frantic steps on the breaks making his car slip and slide, and it slipped and slides all the way...to her. A small shriek fills the air as the car's impact sends her flying a couple feet into the air, and harshly lands her on the cold, hard and wet concreted ground.
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KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
The Strange Life of Marco
FantasiAfter having her car fixed by a mysterious man, she couldn't shake the feeling like he was watching her in some way.
