As soon as the van started moving, the people in the back began shouting and urging the driver to go faster, faster, even faster.
But the speed was fixed. The needle on the dashboard had reached its limit, yet the blazing fire behind them hadn't grown any smaller. The pursuing flame monsters were still the same as before, keeping the same distance from the van.
"What the hell is going on? What the hell is going on?! Third, what the fuck is happening?!" The Nesthead was on the verge of a breakdown. "What the fuck kind of place did you bring us to?!"
"How should I know?! I had no idea this would happen!" Third roared.
"We've run into ghosts. We've run into ghosts. Don't you know what happened at that lumber mill?" Crooked Mouth panted, clinging to the back of the passenger seat and staring at Third with wide eyes.
"I don't know. I left home to work years ago and haven't been back in ages. I don't even know this road." Third snapped.
"They don't seem to be catching up," Akiko said quietly.
The van seemed to be staying in place. The lumber mill behind them did too.
But no one knew what would happen if the van actually stopped.
The small-time boss gripped the steering wheel, his face twisted in a grimace. "The fuel... the fuel isn't going down either..."
The others crowded around the driver's seat to look at the dashboard. The speed was already at its maximum, but the fuel gauge hadn't moved at all.
Crooked Mouth was pretty observant. He suddenly asked, "Where did we fill up earlier?"
"Just before we got onto Guangyuan Road, it stopped changing." The small-time boss said dejectedly, muttering a curse.
"What do we do now..." The Nesthead glanced