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It was 2:47 a.m. when Jason pulled up to the intersection — empty streets, rain on the windshield, not a soul around. The traffic light glowed red. He waited. And waited. Two minutes. Five. Ten. Still red. He laughed nervously, looked around, and reached for his phone — but the screen wouldn’t turn on. Then, through the mirror, he saw headlights behind him. One car. Old. Rusted. No driver inside. The red light flickered. The car behind honked — a long, metallic scream. Jason hit the gas and drove straight through. A second later, his world went white. When he opened his eyes, he was still sitting at the intersection. Rain. Silence. The same red light glowing above him. The clock read 2:47 a.m. And in the reflection of the rear-view mirror — that same rusted car, still waiting, still empty. oafeque

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