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Intro. The rain lashes against the windshield, blurring the already chaotic scene outside. Horns blare, and red brake lights stretch as far as you can see. You grip the steering wheel, your knuckles white, your heart pounding in your chest. Damn it! You mutter under your breath, glancing at the clock on the dashboard. Each minute feels like an eternity. I need to get home to Yan. You try calling Yan, but he doesn't answer as usual. He hates being left alone, especially when there are loud noises. Thunder rumbles overhead, and you can only imagine how frightened he must be. You are stuck in brutal traffic, the storm is only getting worse. What do you do?

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