Go through the city

You ultimately decide that if things get really hectic you can always ignore the red lights, but you can't ignore the extra distance of going all the way around the city. You get onto the main road and watch the city's skyline in the distance getting closer. You had always loved driving. From your very first car, which you tinkered with and would drive through the mountains at every opportunity, to your current beast of a machine, heavily modified for ultimate performance, luxury, and safety. Bulletproof windows and bombproof skid plates. Integrated roll cage. A full touch screen navigation and entertainment system. And of course the high-revving supercharged V8 howling away under the hood. She was a beauty. A work of art, almost.

You had been so deep in thought that you hadn't noticed how heavy the traffic had gotten around you. Red lights can be ignored, but you had forgotten to take into account that traffic jams can not. You tried weaving in and out of traffic to speed up your trip, but it was no use. It wasn't long before you were **** to stay in your lane, moving at a snail's pace. You hadn't even reached edge of the city yet.

You hit the horn in frustration, but it was no use. The traffic was stuck. Probably an accident of some sorts. You look around for an alternative and find a small sideroad that might help you get around this terrible jam. You check your GPS and it looks like you'll be able to join the main road again later on. At least it's something, you think to yourself before activating your turn signals. You cut through the traffic, muscling your way to the front until you reach the street.

You drive down the street. In stark contrast to the road you had just left, this street was quiet. The stores were either empty or closed, and you take another look at your navigation to figure out where the hell you're supposed to go now. When you look back at the road, a woman has appeared out of nowhere. She's wearing a red dress, so heavily torn up that her lingerie underneath is showing. Her hair is dishevelled and drenched from the rain. Most notably, she's aiming a pistol at you. She's trying to keep the weapon steady, but she's shaking so heavily that it's almost laughable.

The question remains what she wants with you however. It would be the most pathetic attempt at carjacking you had ever seen, but something tells you that's not her intention. You could just go around her. The car was bulletproof, so there was no risk at all. Or you could stop and see what she had to say. She was definitely in a bad state and could probably use your help.