[b][color=f49ac2]Molly - road - Casey[/color][@QT][/b]

Her heart was pounding now, the car drove slowly towards her and then stopped. Molly could see a man at the wheel. He seemed on edge too, looking left and right as if expecting a dozen bandits to come charging out. Mind racing, she considered reaching for her gun. Which was slung on her back, the man probably couldn't even see it from where he was. No Molly thought,  he's too close now. 
 The car stopped and the driver got out, leaving the engine running "Are you alone?!" he asked loud enough for her to hear over the running engine. "You look too young to be out here all alone..."

"And you look too old to be out here by yourself" she shouted back, voice breaking a little. It'd been a long time since she'd had to speak loudly. "Now if you're gonna kill me just do it already, I'm too worn out from walking to care".
 Nice one, thought Molly, insult the man that can easily kill you. He looked normal enough to her but something about the way he carried himself, a sort of resigned confidence about him. She just hoped that the man didn't see her as a threat. There wasn't a lot she could do against him, run into the trees perhaps? 

[color=f49ac2]Waiting nervously for the man to respond, Molly's mind whirled round and round, thoughts, prayers and regrets that this might be her last moments.[/color]