Afraid of the Dark
From Thread 1
You look out the car windows the rows of forest trees passing by.
The black vintage car drove through the winding dirt road by the countryside. It was a quiet and bumpy drive as the road seemed uncared for or unused. Two children sat inside with a man in his 40's it was a boring drive with no one bothering to talk. Only the radio hummed on the background playing a classic orchestra.
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