Ronald Adams lived in Brooklyn and was leaving to go to California. As he was telling his mom bye she was freaking out and telling him how to drive and be safe. Before he left, his mother told him to call her when he gets there.
No, you can't go!
As Adams was crossing Brooklyn Bridge that morning in the rain, he saw a man. He had rain on his shoulders, carrying a cheap overnight bag, he was thin, nondescript, and a bag pulled over his eyes. He was standing in the middle of the road, so Adams had to swerve.
Adam's was on the new Pennsylvania Turnpike between Harrisburg and Pittsburgh and spotted him again. He was standing under the arc light by the side of the road. Adams was not sure if it was him but as soon as he saw the bag and his jacket, he knew it was him.
Adams saw a young girl and asked if she needed a ride. She was thankful that he was giving her a ride and hopped in. Ronald started talking about how he had seen the man multiple times now and that he wanted to kill him. After all he said the girl got scared and asked how to get out of the car. He told her that she shouldn't leave or else he would be all alone. She left, and he then was alone.
Adams was looking for somewhere to stop and found a gas station that had a phone booth. He dialed in his moms number to call home. Mrs. Whitney's residence answered and asked who he would like to speak too and he said his mother.
Ronald was notified that she had been sent to the hospital because she has been prostrated for 5 days from a nervous breakdown. It all became confusing when the cause was from the death of his self, Ronald Adams. Adams couldn't believe it.