I grew up speaking German so I was unable to catch what he said, so I simply shrugged, staying quiet. The man patted my head then floored the pedal to the floor, taking rough turns and speeding down the streets. I held on for dear life before sirens blew around the town. He slowed down, I tensed up. He cursed aloud, knowing they had found he escaped. He looked behind me, speaking in English, words I couldn’t understand, speaking faster than I could understand anyways. He took my hand as I let out a cry, pushing myself out of the truck. The rain continued to pour and thunder would roll occasionally. I crawled beneath an open stairway to get away from the rain. The man nodded before running off to some distance I couldn’t see because of the heavy
