--It is just a story that come out of my dream this wee hours.

She has a rich father, but escaped from the family. Independence is what she cry for, while she is blind at the reality of this huge society. I believe she will regret soon.

She is so sweet that she found a job easily after left home--she worked in a bar, dressing in a bunny-tail. Born as a elegant lady, she quitted when a old man tried to touch her. And then she met her Mr. Right, on the cold and cold street corner, when she was almost hungry to death.

They have so much experience in common, except her father is more wealthy than his. Naturally they fall in love with each other.

He never tell she what he do to make a living on, as it is not glorious. His boss is a hotelkeeper, who taked him in when he claimed he would not pay a coin for a meal he had just enjoyed. In other words, he paid the dinner with his life.

What he have to do is just staring at the opponent, holding a pistol--or a machine gun-- in his hand. He is not a killer, and the boss won't concent too. They just extort, while an unlucky guest's privacy get caught by the hidden camera in the hotelroom. God knows why there are so many unlucky guys.

It is a lovely night. Stars are shining in the sky, like sums of diamonds. Wind whispers at the two lovers' ears, along with their sweet words. She and he is having a date in the near open country.

It's truly late, and his car is out of gas, so they attempt to hitchhike. It’s too long a time for a car passing by, and he decide to do everything to catch this restless car. He run into the road, waving hands, uttering loudly. The car have to stop, and come down a panic husty man, who can even not speak a word whole.

'G-get a-away fro-om...'the man is rather excited.

'But sir, you see, we beg you a ride' he explain patiently.

'No-o way! I-I've to be hu-urry..'

'Do me a favor please...'

But the man burst out and seize her suddenly, putting a clasp knife on her delicate neck. The man getting insane cried crazily:' get your ass off my way, your fu--'

The mad man have no chance to complete his statement, because he shoot through the right center of his brow with the pistol witch have been pointed on lots of people.

A serious man's voice come to their ears from the vehicle radio:’ the tornado will arrive half an hour later. We suggest...'

Regaining his mind again, he take her arm and push her in the car:' hurry up. Drive off. And back home to your family.'

'How about you!' she cried.

'You go! Alone! Quick!'

'No!' she grasp the car door, not let it shut.' come with me! You had no intention. you can be innocent.'

'Listen, I will never go. I have to face my life. I'm always taking it for that I just stand by a road forking and have not decide my direction, but now I have realized that I've walked so far on a blind lane. I have no way back.'

She cannot hold fear back and have an total cry.

The taillights dissapear in the dark, with the starlight too.

The hurricane comes.