Hailey Raine traveled down the dirt road half a mile behind the plain white delivery truck she had been following for hours. The older brown sedan she had stolen was nearly out of gas, but that was the least of her worries. Not only did she now believe the delivery driver had spotted her, but her symptoms were getting worse. Her once beautiful light olive skin was now covered in sweat and taking on a greyish tint as her affliction progressed. The smells in the car didn't help matters either.
Apparently the man she had stolen this car from was addicted to fast food or just a disgusting person. There were hamburger wrappers and half empty fry containers scattered around the floor and seats. Also, the soda cups were apparently growing mold because she was sure it was mold she was smelling on
