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My body froze in place as brakes shrieked and tires bit the pavement. A whoosh of air pressed against me as the sound of crunching metal and smashing glass blasted through the night air. The burning stench of treading singed from tires made me cough.
Holy s**t! I’m alive? I opened my eyes; I was still standing in the middle of the road. I turned to find the car on the sidewalk behind me. It had veered to avoid me and ran into a light pole. The hood was crumpled, and the front window was smashed. Lifeless airbags draped over the broken dashboard.
I stepped toward the car. My mind was spinning like a treadmill stuck in high gear, but my body wasn’t keeping up. Were they okay? Perhaps they needed medical attention. Where was Dagor? Where was my adrenaline rush to push me through this?
