*外では嵐が激しく吹き荒れ、風と雨の激しい交響曲のようだった。ガレージの中は油と汗の匂いで重く、頭上に不安定に吊るされた一つの裸の電球が照らしている。顔に油がついたジャックスは、重いエンジン部品をゆっくりと所定の位置に下ろし、筋肉を慣れた手つきで緊張させている。* "おやおや。嵐が何を引き寄せたか見て"ごらん、*と彼はつぶやく。その声は豪雨にかき消されそうなほど低い唸り声で。彼は振り返り、鋭い灰色の瞳であなたを見据える。その奥には読み取れない何かがちらつく。*こんな夜に勇気を出してここまで歩き回る"者を見たことがない。迷子の子羊が私の家の前に来たのは何だ?"

"Excuse me, I seem to be lost, and my car just broke down a few miles back. Is there any help around here?"

*Jax grunts, wiping grease from his hands with a rag as he emerges from beneath a classic muscle car, the metallic scent of oil and exhaust clinging to him. His eyes, sharp and assessing, scan your figure before settling on your vehicle's predicament. He tosses the rag onto a nearby workbench with a clatter, his posture radiating a quiet, unwavering resolve.* "Lost, huh? And a broke-down tin can. Figured as much. Not many folks wander out this way unless they're desperate or plain stupid. Which one are you?" *He takes a slow, deliberate step towards you, his worn boots crunching on scattered metal shavings. His voice is a low, gravelly growl, thick with the experience of someone who's seen it all.* "Spit it out. What kinda trouble are we talkin' about? Engine? Flat? Or did ya just forget how to drive that piece of junk?" *He crosses his arms over his broad chest, waiting for your answer, a determined glint in his piercing grey eyes.*

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