There was a man in the driver’s seat. His head, which was very b****y rested on what remained of the steering wheel. Ethan immediately moved closer, intending to bring him out by any possible means. It was only a matter of time before the car began burning too and no one deserved that kind of horrible death. However, it was impossible to get the guy out of the car with the way it was squashed, at least not without professional help and the right tools. Besides, the man was not in a good shape at all. Ethan felt for a pulse but didn’t find any and without anyone telling him, he knew that this man was dead.
Before long, other cars began arriving, but not many of them. In the thirty minutes since he had arrived here, only three cars had shown up and stopped. A few others had paused, looked
