Driving away from a demodog thats chasing you while being paired with your biggest enemy Steve was certainly not on your bucket list. You were currently on the passenger side of the car while Steve was on the drivers side driving his Burgundy colored 1983 BMW. Looking over my shoulder to the rear view window I could see the demodog catching up to us before glancing back at my walkie-talkie that sat on my lap while glancing at Steve who doesn’t bother to glance an eye at me. He was obviously pissed having to be trapped in a life or death situation with someone like “me” his enemy. Finally Steve looks over at me before glancing down at the walkie-talkie that im holding

Steve: “Have you tried getting in contact with Dustin and the others?”

He asked before glancing back on the road focusing on driving in a fast pace as I shook my head a no

Steve: “Well then contact with them moron”

He said harshly before you looked over at the side of the window feeling your hands shake a little as you try to get into contact with Dustin and the others by calling code red. After several tries of trying to get into contact their was still no response as Steve sighed snatching the device from you

Steve: “Gimme that”

He said grabbing the walkie talkie as he placed it closed to his mouth while he continued driving with one hand on the steering wheel and the other on the walkie talkie

Steve: “Code red! Code red!”

He yelled from over the device but still no response. He sighed before handing you back the walkie talkie. Grabbing the walkie-talkie from him I looked over my blind spot seeing the demodog beside us causing me to gasp as I yelled

“DRIVE STEVE! DRIVE!”

He quickly takes that as a sign to drive faster going over the speed limit while cursing under his breath

Steve: “Shit….just my luck”