Prinxiety Oneshots 2

-Crash-

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TW-Getting hit by a car/car crash/implied drunk driving/implied death/Hospitals/Brief Mental Hospital mentions/cults
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I glanced at the clock, waiting for its last seconds before I can go home. Then I heard the ding and grabbed my black coat and matching hat from the coatrack, putting them on and leaving my small yet manageable office

I say goodbye to the desk person and went out the station door, giving a quick text to Nico saying that I'll be home in 15 minutes

I got a reply and smiled as I walked down the sidewalk, the street lamps guiding my way back to my apartment

A few of them flickered out like in horror movies but my anxiety didn't spike up too much. I was walking still when I heard a horn honk and a CRASH from the upcoming block

I found my badge and walked closer to the accident, seeing a black car crashed into the road rails and a man around my age wearing a straight jacket, black pants, and black shoes laying on the black asphalt road. His straight jacket was now dusty from the road and smoky from the accident

I showed my badge to the scene and went closer to the man in the straight jacket. There was a set of initials and numbers on the front along with the Gainesville Mental Hospital logo

The initials were R.R.S and the numbers were 0419

I left him for a minute so I can inspect the car, I managed to open one of the doors and immediately was hit with the smell of smoke mixed with cheap alcohol. I tried not to gag as while investigating the busted car more

Someone was in the driver's seat, an empty hand clutched a bottle of the cheap stuff while the other gripped the steering wheel. Their head was not all the way through the windshield but there was small pieces of glass stuck in their hair, semi stained with cherry red blood from the incident. The radio was eerily playing a song from the 1930s, I wasn't able to recognize the lyrics except for I Don't Want To Set The World On Fire

I left the front row, opening the door to the back row and seeing a backpack that were clearly full

I was about to reach out for the bag but a buzz came from my phone

It was Nico asking where I am. I texted back saying that there was a delay on my way back home and that my location is near the 34th street wall. Nico understood and texted me back, telling to stay safe while out this late

I turned off my phone after replying, reaching out for the backpack and grabbing it to pull it out of the back row of the crashed shadow black car

I slung it over my shoulder after successfully getting it out of the car. I pulled out my phone again to dial the nearest hospital to take care of R.R.S in the straight jacket

An ambulance came and professionals got R.R.S on a gurney, I went inside the back with the heavy backpack as the white car drove me and R.R.S to the hospital

We arrived at the hospital, I went inside the lobby to tell the front desk person that I'm with the police and the newest patient. I was relieved that I am the last one of the night and that I can wait in the cafeteria until the staff moves R.R.S into a room

I thanked them and went to the cafeteria, sitting down on a chair pulled up to a big table to empty out and examine the objects inside

I zipped open the first pocket, seeing a stack of papers. In typewriting font there was a name matching the initials of R.R.S

Roman Richard Simmons

I held off snooping through his records until I emptied out the rest of his bag