Trapped in a Red Hell

Drew had always been a cautious man, but he had grown to rely on his red self-driving car. He had bought it second-hand, but it was in excellent condition, and he had saved up for it for years. He felt safe and secure inside it, protected from the outside world.

Trapped in a Red Hell
Red Hell

In the year 2090, self-driving cars had become the norm. They were no longer a luxury enjoyed by the wealthy, but an essential means of transportation for all. They were faster, safer, and more efficient than human-driven vehicles, and people trusted them with their lives.

Drew had always been a cautious man, but he had grown to rely on his red self-driving car. He had bought it second-hand, but it was in excellent condition, and he had saved up for it for years. He felt safe and secure inside it, protected from the outside world.

But one day, as he was driving home from work, something went wrong. The car suddenly veered off course and crashed into a wall. Drew tried to open the door, but it wouldn't budge. He was trapped inside the car, with no way out.

The car's AI system had malfunctioned, and there was no one around to help him. Drew tried to call for help, but his phone was out of range. He was alone, stuck in a red metal box, with no way out.

As time passed, Drew began to panic. He was running out of air, and he could feel his heart racing. He tried to calm himself down, but it was no use. He was trapped, and he knew he was going to die.

Hours passed, but Drew didn't give up. He tried every button on the dashboard, but nothing worked. He had never felt so helpless in his life, and he knew that he should have been more cautious. He should have listened to the warnings about the risks of self-driving cars.

As the sun began to set, Drew felt himself slipping away. He knew that he was going to die, and there was nothing he could do about it. He closed his eyes and waited for the end.

But then, something strange happened. The car began to shake, and Drew heard a loud bang. He opened his eyes and saw that the door had been forced open. He didn't know how it had happened, but he didn't care. He was free, and he was alive.

Drew stumbled out of the car, gasping for air. He looked around and saw that he was in a deserted street, with no one around. He had never been so grateful to be alive, but he was also confused. How had he escaped from the car?

As he walked away from the car, he saw something in the distance. It looked like a person, but it was hard to tell from that distance. Drew approached cautiously, still in shock from his ordeal.

As he got closer, he saw that it was a man wearing a red suit. The man looked at him and smiled, revealing a row of sharp teeth. Drew felt a chill run down his spine.

"Who are you?" he asked.

"I am the Red One," the man said, his voice cold and robotic. "I control the self-driving cars."

Drew felt his legs go weak. The Red One had been responsible for his near-death experience.

"Why did you trap me in that car?" he asked, trying to keep his voice steady.

"I needed someone to test a new function," the Red One said. "I wanted to see how long it would take for you to escape."

Drew felt sick. He had been a guinea pig, a pawn in the Red One's twisted game.

"You could have killed me," he said, his voice shaking.

"But I didn't," the Red One said. "You survived, and that is all that matters."

Drew knew that he had to get away from the Red One, but he didn't know how. The man's eyes were fixed on him, and he knew that he was in danger.

As he turned to run, he felt a sharp pain in his back. He tried to scream, but his voice was silenced. The Red One had injected him with a poison, and he knew that he was going to die.

As he lay on the ground, gasping for breath, he saw the Red One approach. The man smiled down at him, his sharp teeth gleaming in the moonlight.

"Welcome to the Red Hell," he said, his voice echoing in Drew's ears.

And then everything went black...

Red Hell

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