It was late at night, a young girl in her early 20s named, Andrea “Andy” Sandoval, was driving on the highway, after going to her best friend’s birthday party, Sofia, with no traffic and listening to music to keep her awake. As Andy was bumping her head and tapping her hands on the steering wheel to the beat of the music, she almost crashes into someone.
“SHIT!” Andy shouts while hitting on the breaks. She is breathing heavily as she stares back at the strange man in front of her. Then the man faints and falls to the ground. Without thinking twice, Andy gets out of her car and runs up to him. She inhales sharply as she glances at the man and looks both ways of the highway before kneeling next to the man. “Please don’t be dead,” Andy whispers to herself. She takes a deep breath and checks his pulse on his neck. As she’s doing it, she closes her eyes and waits. She lets out a sigh of relief as she feels the pulse pumping under her fingers. She takes a step back and takes a good look at the man. The strange man looks like he has been into a cage match against a gorilla. His clothes, which consisted of dark blue jeans and a black V-neck shirt, are torn and he is also missing his left white shoe.
He also had cuts on both of his arms, and on his left cheek, probably infected. Apart from that, he had a giant bruise on his right cheek. Andy shook her head and said, “You must have pissed someone off really bad.” And then she tries to wake him up.
“Hey…wake up.”
All Andy heard…was the man groaning in pain. She steps back to give him space. The man starts to open his eyes, looking confused for a second and then glances at Andy. But something unexpected happens, “Cine esti tu?” the man asks in a foreign language. Andy is speechless. She feels lost and doesn’t know what to do or even say to him. Andy decides to help the man get up from the floor. Once again, the man groans in agony and leans against the hood of the car. He is breathing heavily while Andy starts pacing back and forth, thinking of what to do next. Suddenly she stops, goes to her car and takes her phone out. She dials a number and places it against her right ear. Andy checks on the stranger, making sure he doesn’t pass out. The person she calls answers, in a grumpy tired voice, “Hello?”
“Hi, I know it’s late and I’m sorry but…” Andy says while pulling the man towards her, and to prevent a head injury. “I need your help.” She pulls her phone away as the person starts scolding at her, and then puts it back on her ear, stuttering, “Can you just-ugh-just please meet me at my house in thirty minutes?” Andy sighs in relief as the person agrees to meet her. She says thanks and hangs up. Looking at the man, Andy thought to herself, ‘What have I gotten myself into?’ And then she grabs the man’s left arm, places it around her shoulders and starts walking to the passenger side. Andy opens the door and gently places the man down on the seat and helps him put on the seat-belt.
She closes the door and runs to the other side. She gets in her car and puts on her seat-belt with her shaky hands. Andy takes one last look at the man before turning on the engine and driving away.