Lilith
Story 1: From whose bourne no traveler returns... The rain lashed the windshield. Carl cursed as the engine began running rough. "Damn it, car, don't DO this to me!" Ever since he had gotten that bad tank of gas, contaminated with water and rust, his fuel lines had been clogging at unpredictable intervals. He peered through the sheets of falling water as the motor began to miss, looking for a place he could pull off the road. Less than 20 miles from the city, but there seemed to be no sign...