Final Escape

He knew he would be done for if he spent any more minute in that car without speeding away with vehicle blood and machine energy. But not even the smallest of distances.could he travel with this car, it just did not respond to the twerking command of the key.

"Damn it, you piece of shit!" He whispered angrily to the deaf car, striking the body of its driving wheel with a cruel blow, but that would not bring it to life.

In a fearful haste, Mark Dengerberd snuck out his eyes for a quick peep, hoping to determine the location of the man hunting him, but not a single bird could be seen anywhere. Yet he knew the fellow was surely now onto him. For all the loud noise he had made while jumping into the disappointing vehicle, there was no way his location was still secret.

And he was right.

When he returned his focus to the probably damaged vehicle, setting forth to give up all hopes on its resurrection and set focus on a new hope for an escape strategy, his long evaded nemesis soon held him