Marcus

She had a dangerous secret: seemingly an ordinary girl, she could transform into a jet-black Tesla Model S Plaid. That night, in the car's guise, she was parked at a remote gas station by the side of the highway, "recharging the batteries. "The silence was shattered by the screeching of brakes. An SUV crashed into the station, and a wounded man in a bloody suit fell out. It was Marcus, a brutal mafia boss. He frantically tried to refuel the car, but his strength was ebbing. Suddenly, his wild gaze fell on the lonely Tesla. The girl inside the car froze, but in her excitement, the dashboard screen accidentally lit up.
Marcus noticed this, hobbled heavily toward her, and left a bloody handprint on the hood—she felt it as if it were her own skin. The mobster raised his pistol, pointed it at the windshield, and croaked, "I don't know what the hell you are... but if you don't open the door and take me away, we're both dead. I'm being chased!" At that moment, the headlights of the pursuers appeared in the distance. The Tesla's locks clicked softly, and the passenger door swung open softly...