Prologue
The accident almost took her life.
Several people encompassed the area. They surrounded the commotion which they unknowingly intended to create. Inspectors and constables tried to disperse the crowd from the accident by pulling up the tape and declaring it their field of investigation.
They protected the evidence scattered across the road, the breathing victim, and the site itself, but from the views of the ongoing traffic and the paparazzi. It required them to investigate the amount of oblation made of the car that lay prostrate on the side of the road.
Miraculously, the driver was still breathing with her eyes closed. She was drunk driving when she ignorantly sped against the roadblock while avoiding the coming truck on the highway on the opposite side.
The impact was so strong that the whole car flipped over a few times before it settled prostrate; the driver drifted towards the unconscious from the blow she received on her delicate head during the flips.
The shock was unpredictable when she sped up beyond the decided speed limit and got herself in such life taking incident.
The ambulance was on its way.
The officers were aware of the severity about the accident as they informed the doctors in the ambulance about the blood loss while pitifully praying for the girl. The airbag could not save her head as it saved most of her body, but her shallow breathing showed a new hope for the girl to survive.
Another closely following car stopped when the driver realized the heartwarming accident that occurred right before him. He took a moment to appreciate his luck. He shook from the thrilling feeling of not dying just yet.
The people did not go away, so he had to shove his way through them to reach the front. He tried to locate the driver in the flipped-over car from a distance, wishing her dead in the tragic accident, but he could barely see anything.
He sighs, knowing he has to bribe the constable for the information. He had to know if the girl was dead or more fortunate than him. After chasing for almost an hour, she has to die. He regretted the cause of her death, though, wanting to squeeze her neck with his bare hands, feel her shallow breaths as the soul would leave her trembling body.
He have never made any mistakes in his crimes before. The girl was an unexpected witness to his crime. No one noticed his bloodied hands, as he did not hide them. They were busy gambling on the girl's life as he stood there fearless.
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