"No. Go ahead." That was fine with her. She kept her eyes on the empty highway ahead of them. She had calculated that if she got a couple hours' sleep each night. they should be there in 2 days at the least.

He nodded and turned on the radio, but all that was playing was songs that hinted at murders caused by a person, or very sad love songs.

She abruptly turned off the radio. "Don't you have an iPod or something? The radio's obviously going downhill." They didn't have their phones so they couldn't listen to music like that.

" Unfortunately no, sorry.. Most of my stuff is at my apartment from the start of all of this. "

(Gonna go have dinner be on soon)

"Good. That means if anyone goes to your apartment, they might think you haven't gone far."

" Judging that it was trashed, and there is probably blood on the floor, I hope they think I am dead. "

"It's possible, unless the cops that chased us ratted us out."

" If they did, there was many bullets fired.. and the car was abandoned. We might of got lost and died there too. And Princesses blood was.. everywhere. "

Electa flinched like he had just hit her with a rock. "Well then we should be safe at the moment."

" Yeah.. So I guess Princess made a sacrifice to save us.. That thought makes me feel a bit better about her being gone. "