"Did they take him to the dungeons? Could it be that Mom and my brothers are also there? In those dungeons? I need to follow that car at any cost. I need to do something."
I see a car standing in the parking lot, and I immediately recognize it. Ron. It was Ron's car. I'm sure he will follow him there. My mind was still dizzy with the aftereffects of alcohol, and my ankle ached with the slightest movement. I wasn't in my best state, but this was a golden opportunity. There's no way I'm going to find out about my family other than this. I have to do this.
I rush towards the car and hide behind it. I peep in to see Ron coming towards it, and my stomach churns in anxiety. Here goes nothing. He unlocks the car, and I slowly sneak into the hood, making sure not to close it completely. He settles in the front, and the car hits the road. I stay still, lying there, hoping for my plan to be successful.
