It was raining that night, and I had to stop for gas. Or at least I think I did.

I never thought that stopping for gas at a place I've never seen would eventually become the last decision I ever get to make.<br><br>It was raining that night, and I had to stop for gas. Or at least I think I did. I was trying to find a gas station that was close, but none of them seemed to be nearby. At one point, I thought I saw it, a gas station, and I took the exit. I remember stopping, but I don't remember if it was at this exit or not. I took the exit, and continue to drive, looking for a gas station, but none came.<br><br>Checking my phone, there was no signal, and I never kept a map in my car. I had no choice but to keep driving. I eventually found the road again. I drove for a few hours, and I eventually saw a light in the distance. I slowed down and eventually stopped. I never had the chance to check the gas.<br><br>It was a gas station. There were no people and no one was at the register. I filled up with gas, not thinking twice, and I went inside. I poked around, trying to find someone, and I eventually saw a room in the back. I never saw a gas pump, but I had no choice but to get out and check. I filled up my entire gas tank, which had been empty, and I didn't pay for it. I had no choice.<br><br>I paid at the register, and I got back in my car. I turned on my phone and it lit up with notifications of missed calls and texts. There were pictures of me dead in the car, but I never understood what it meant. I recall seeing my car, but I never remember being in the accident. I was covered in blood and I never understood how I got that way.<br><br>It never made sense. I continued to drive, but I never reached my destination. I eventually realized that I had been driving for hours and never found anything. I never saw another human, and I know it was late. I was tired, but I couldn't sleep. I never had the chance to check the gas.<br><br>I never thought that stopping for gas at a place I've never seen would eventually become the last decision I ever get to make. And as it turns out, it was never a decision that I made.<br><br>I was found dead, covered in blood, and laying in the middle of the road. I had no ID and no one knew who I was. I never had the chance to find out who I was either. I eventually realized that I was the guy in the pictures, who was found in the car, covered in blood. I was a ghost, trapped in the car, and I never had a choice.<br><br>It was never a decision that I made.<br><br>It never made sense.<br><br>And as it turns out, I never really had a choice, did I?<br><br>It was raining that night, and I had to stop for gas. Or at least I think I did.