His car was just a few miles from the New Orleans boarder when he slowed it until it stopped. He was starting to think this wasn't such a good idea. Gripping tightly onto his steering wheel he got that strange feeling that he should turn around. He wanted to, oh how he wanted to, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. Taking in a deep breath he put his foot to the gas peddle and started for the border once more. He was nearly there, nearly to the boarder when there was a shake to the earth and a high pitched noise in his ears that made him scream. The car went off the road, slamming into the trees and then there was darkness.
He grunted in pain when he came to. Sitting up in his seat he felt a terrible pain in his head. Touching it there was blood dripping down his face, but the source
