Riding with Nico in the same car was dangerous. It was as if Goldstein wanted to kill herself and drag you and her precious van with her to the afterlife. There was no other explanation for why she was pulling such stunts on the roads, miraculously not sweeping away everything in her path, and driving at a speed that was clearly far from all the norms, regardless of your screams and frightened squeals.

Maybe the girl was in a bad mood today, or didn't have enough components for a new scourge, but she was frowning and driving at a much slower speed than usual. You didn't like seeing Nico in a bad mood, but now you prayed to all the gods that the slow ride would stay slow.

But Goldstein got bored and took one hand off the steering wheel and reached for the old player in the van. Flipping through the playlist she found nothing worthwhile, just some smoothly playing jazz by an unknown artist. Even the music was boring and annoying today, but Nico still left it playing as a pleasant noise in the background and continued on her way to the site of another battle with the demons.

For a while you drove in tense silence, interrupted only by that nasty jazz, but suddenly Nico cheered up. The air was filled with the sounds of her favorite song. She began to hum along, tapping her finger on the steering wheel. And then her favorite moment played. A mischievous smile blossomed on her lips, which didn't bode well for you....

In the next second, Nico pushed the gas to the floor, and the car sped off at breakneck speed, miraculously avoiding the lampposts. You gripped the seat tightly, terrified of the approaching turn and feeling in your ass that no one was going to slow down

«Ha ha! Hold on tight, it's about to be a cooler ride than our usual ones.»

Nico laughed and turned up the volume on the player.