7. GLOVEBOX

By XTorinX

On CONSUMERISM

Released on January 11, 2017

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[Stranger:]

Alright, where ya going?


[Zack:]

I dunno, could you take me to the nearest gas station I need to use a phone


[Stranger:]

No problem, sit back n' relax for a minute. If you want I could probably take you right to your home?


[Zack:]

That's okay, but thanks. Honestly, I don't know where I am, so, a gas-stop will be fine


[Stranger:]

Alright, if you say so, are you tryna lay low?


[Zack:]

What you say?


[Stranger:]

I'm just playing, never-mind. You from around here?


[Zack:]

No I was out late on a hike in the woods and I must'a got lost


[Stranger:]

Well in that case I got a map that you could have for when I drop you off, stuffed up in the glove box


[Zack:]

Thanks man


[Zack: Narrating:]

And as I opened glove compartment I was startled at what I saw. There were handfuls of teeth everywhere in there so I pretended not to see them and carried on with the conversation:


[Zack:]

What do you do for a living?


[Stranger:]

I work on refrigerator systems, how about you?


[Zack:]

Well I used to cut meat but I'm currently unemployed at the minute

*muffled scream*


[Zack:]

What was that?


[Stranger:]

Oh nothing, sometimes the fan-belt squeals or something, I gotta get it looked at


[Zack: Narrating:]

That's when I looked back to see a hand sticking out from under the bed cover of the truck

That's when I start panicking

I'm realizing this man is sick, I need to get out of this truck and as quick as possible before I end up dead in a ditch

So I start thinking 'bout if I jumped out now, n' at this speed, how bad I would it would hurt

I'd prolly break a leg or an arm or something but if I jumped far enough I could probably hit dirt


[Stranger:]

What's a-matter son, you look worried?


[Zack: Narrating:]

Then I did my best to not look concerned:


[Zack:]

Oh I recognize where I am now and I think it would be best if I could return to the spot you first picked me up from?


[Zack: Narrating:]

Then suddenly all the doors locked, he leaned over across the seat and said:


[Stranger:]

I got a little boy laying dead in the box, you don't wanna end up like him, do you?


[Zack: Narrating:]

At this point I couldn't even hear my thoughts, my heart was pounding so loud in my chest that I thought I was gonna pass out


[Zack:]

Please just stop?!

Please sir, just let me out here?!


[Zack: Narrating:]

I'm sure he could see my fear

Then he lunged across the seat directly at me and that's when I grabbed for the wheel...