I pulled in behind it. There was a figure standing at the front of the car. The hood was open.
I got out and approached the person. It was a young girl with a panicked look. Despite the despair on her face I could tell she was a gorgeous girl, long blonde hair that seemed to shimmer in the moonlight.
A coyote was howling in the distance.
"Hi," I said as I reached the front of the car. "What seems to be the problem?"
She looked ambivalent, partly glad that someone had showed up and also fearful of the unknown.