Realistic or Modern Shaman in the Dark

[Sillymouth]

"Of course we have helmets, don't wear them while riding though." He muttered as hunched over the car and started pointing on the map trying to figure out where he was. "It was this one here." He said, pointing to a street North of Jared's after a couple minutes of retracing his steps. "I remember now because it's opposite to a psychics shop. Huh, it's called Ogre street? Must've been why I was confused, we have a street with the same name in Castle Town." Every so often he darted his eyes back to the glow of the lamp, and he could've sworn he saw them again but they vanished as quickly as they appeared.
"Look, I think we should get out of here with your Lucky Strikes quickly." He said while putting the helmet on his head, knocking it a couple times.

 

[SerianX13]

Rowan looked down at the map with confusion, there was never any... there was. Ogre street was never there before. But as she scratched her memory, it had always been there, hadn't it? Even as she threw a leg over the bike and rolled it out to face the street, she knew exactly the turns to get there. Strange.

"Alright, we'll start there. Hand me the map and we'll head that way to see if your purple guy left any trace." The dirt bike fired up with a wicked noise, a loud muffler but otherwise working smoothly. Her bag and accessories went into the leather side bag, exchanging them for a bright pair of goggles that almost lit up the road like night vision. The best Christmas gift she got a few years ago, it kept her safe riding at night with better visibility. Rowan casually patted the seat behind her, steadying the bike with her legs and readying herself for the extra weight.