The man who helped us was no student but a seasoned criminal, a predator who preyed on stranded drivers under the cloak of darkness. His crimes spanned states, leaving victims robbed and abandoned. The chilling realization that we were nearly his next targets haunts me still.
We were spared, perhaps by luck or the silent warning of my presence. That night’s kindness was a mask for menace, a brush with evil we narrowly escaped. The memory lingers, a stark reminder of how close danger can come, and how fragile safety truly is.
