A quick stop

Minutes ticked by as Patrick wondered why Vic’s toilet break was taking so long. Staring into darkness from inside the car, he thought he noticed a silhouette in the rain, far too tall to be his fiancée. Wipers glided across the windshield. There was no one there.

‘Fuck this.’

He left the car and went after Vic. Found her leaning against a tree.

‘You okay?’

Vic lifted her gaze. It wandered towards something behind Patrick. A sudden tug to the side turned his vision into a blur. He heard a crack but didn’t realize it was his neck that snapped.