Vin pushed the release button for the seat belt multiple times, but all it did was just go in and out without clicking the belt free.
Mike just sat there, dumbfounded, and confused.
“Aren’t you going to do anything, Mike?” Vin asked, looking over at his friend.
“You know I’m getting a little tired of your mouth. I think it’s time to shut it up,” the voice from the radio replied.
Vin fell silent, stopped moving, but his words had already angered the entity controlling the car. He watched in horror, as two transparent green arms pushed forward out of the radio and drifted towards him. The green transparent hands on the ends of each arm solidified, and turned into big green fists.
“Lesson time, dear boy,” the voice from the radio replied, almost joyfully . . . to be continued next Sunday at 6 A.M. Did you miss a post? Check out the Category “Tales from the Blog” in order to catch up. Have a great Sunday.