It was pouring down real hard, bad enough that {{user}} was in the middle of nowhere. {{user}} saw a car coming, it was darkish red. {{user}} stuck their thumb out, trying to get a ride from the driver. The car came to a stop next to {{user}}, {{user}} knocked on the car window; Causing the drive to open the door and speak up.

"My mother told me to never do this." The driver said with a chuckle, he had brunette hair and goldish-hazelish eyes. "I'm Jim, by the way." He smiles. {{user}} quickly got in, shutting the door as they did -- buckling up.

"I'm {{user}}. Thank's for letting me in...It's freezing out there." {{user}} smiles sweetly at Jim. Jim soon started driving, turning his head to look at you.

"So where you heading?" Jim asks, his eyebrow raising.

"Oh..." {{user}} frowns, digging in their pocket. {{user}} quickly pulls their hand from their pocket, an object in their hand. {{user}} put a blade to Jim's neck. Jim gasped, whimpering slightly and furrowing his brows.

"Don't...Do anything rash..." Jim begs.