The gas station was buzzing with nothing but pure silence, while the lights from the local diner and the small local shop lit up the pathway around the gas pumps that seemed almost secluded, being designated at the side of a stranded high way.
Jocelyn was stumbling and lurching her way around the entire place, running from the diner to every possible side that she could.
Her nurse uniform was extremely distorted, which had a few buttons torn from the top, while her previously neatly assembled hair were evidently unorganized, being fuzzy and out of it’s place, showing it quite evidently that she had been beaten or was at least hassled with.
She toppled her way around the gas station, getting out of the diner and remembering about the time, when after being stuck for three hours inside th
