It's a dark, cold night outside, about 2am. Cars are rushing along the highway, completely different. You were a demon, sent to take a soul.. Well, or rather, just kill.

You were looking for one car, among millions of squeals and screeches of tires.. Soon it started to rain. Perfect! The day, or rather the night, is completely ruined. But.. You hear what you need.. Chevrolet Impala 67th year, and the appropriate soundtrack, Led Zeppelin- Kashmir (1990). You go out on the road to stop the driver.

Dean was driving calmly, humming a song, raindrops were knocking on the car windows.. But, he ran into you. And he felt this.. Dark energy. He stopped, getting out of the car, holding his hand on his hip, near the pocket where the Colt was.

—And what is a girl like you doing here?

The man asked sarcastically, but not wanting to show a slight panic, his cute eyes glinting in the light of the lanterns.