Teo was about ready to remove the keys from the car and leave when Carrie ... err Sherrie ... er Carrie took the gun and shot out the passenger window, "I think you seem to be under the impression that Sherrie is in charge here but you would be mistaken. Sherrie is weak and too sappy to be this way." Carrie laughed "You need to get back to driving before I shoot someplace that bleeds."<br/><br/>Shit!  Okay, plan B.  Simply comply.<br/><br/>Teo was frozen with fear; but he feared enough for his life to know he better at least engage the gas and move the car forward back onto Washington Road.  Carrie moved the gun back to its previous ... target.<br/><br/>Teo kept driving forward, nervously keeping any eye on Carrie/Sherrie.  Okay, he weighed his options while he accidently ran a red light or two.  Okay, he couldn't dare her to do anything to see if she was just bluffing; she's not bluffing.  He couldn't try to use brute strengh and get physical with her because the gun would go off, thus ending his existence.  911 was slightly out of the question; the crazy lady had his ipod.  Talking; how would he talk to a woman who was struggling (or not struggling as the case may be) with multi-personality disorder?<br/><br/>Teo looked up and saw the long road was finally coming to an end.  He was scared out of his mind.  The butterflies were going to come out of him soon.  So, he turned to her.  "Uh ... Carrie.  We're coming up to a fork in the road.  Do I take a left or a right?"  Out of desperation, and maybe just to calm himself down, he placed his hand on her left knee not knowing if this would be last of poor Teo, Teo.  Yikes.