Everything was on the wrong side especially sound. His fingers pressed tighter on the steering wheel. He wanted to affirm the fact that he was in control and not the entity.
“I am in control therefore I exist. Fuck you Descarte!”
A car shot past him. “The sound came from the right yet the car was to the left of my vehicle. Shit!”
Led Zeppelin’s That’s the Way was playing on the radio by an obscure presenter. With a single glance that scanned the vehicle’s three mirrors he eyed the fading road behind, and was able to see the entity approaching like a beast salivating after a prey.
His heart sunk and so did his foot, pushing the pedal to the metal.
He is in for quite a ride, and if all goes as planned, so is that vicious entity that is trying to engulf his being.