The mist in the air was thick and blanketed the night sky as if it was trying to inhibit their journey. Ozamataz's knuckles turned white as he clenched the steering wheel of his antique taxi, no one knew if it was because of the fog or because of Kristen's incessant flirtation that was both unwanted and very inappropriate given the circumstances.
Jacob sat in the back next to Quatro who was visibly nervous. Jacob pleaded with him to calm down but the arrogant football star that always had his act together couldn't stop shaking. He kept blurting out ideas of where Xmus could be that Ozamataz took no heed to. Jacob was worried about his friend but just focused on the goal of finding Xmus.
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