She was trapped now. This was going to be an ending to forget, and she was sure her friends had already forgotten her. Here she was, trying to cross her third road when the rats rose up from the ditches and kidnapped her.
Sure, they said things like “you can’t do that” and “you won’t survive”.
But she had already crossed three roads so far!
She knew she had to cross this one too.
Even if it was four times the size.
Even if the vehicles were going far faster than she had ever seen.
Even if there were fences on each edge, and another one in the middle.
She was going to cross that road.
But possibly not now, now that she’s a captive of the rats.