Alex

This time I didn't stop in the bathroom.

I didn't even glance at it.

I ran straight to the tent.

The Matilda lady look-alike stood at attention.

I need 20 on pump 1.

I stand and she just stared and is somewhat bewildered as I was about to repeat myself.

I heard an ear-pacing scream come from the bathroom.

I had knowingly bypassed.

I ignored it.

She slowly began punching in the numbers on the cash register.

The bathroom door burst open and Crazy Jane erupted, running wildly towards me, and her hand was a pipe.

Before I could stop or even process what was happening, I saw it flying towards my head, and then everything was black.

I hope you're reading this.

Right now I'm standing in a bathroom looking in a mirror.

Whatever you do, if you're thinking of going on a road trip alone, don't.

I don't know where I came from, and I don't know where I'm going, but I keep hearing a man whispering outside the door, threatening me, and I know he's going to get me.

I hope someone comes in soon.

Maybe they can get me away from him.

And that is the end.

Thank you for listening, and I will see you in the next one.