The guy clutched his hands around Charlie's arms and pulled him closer. He smiled, revealing a mouth filled with both gold and rotting teeth. His breath smelled like alcohol.
"You're a feisty one, ain't ya? Ooh, I'm gonna have a whole lotta fun with you."
Charlie had just about given in, when suddenly the sky changed color. Maybe he could get out of this after all.
Through the guy's windshield, Charlie saw that the color of the sky was ...
