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It was like everything happened in slow motion.
Minyeon recognized the moment the car to her right honked its horn, alerting her and everyone else driving on the newly remodeled road.
She recognized the moment her heart sank to her stomach and when she felt like she was no longer getting air to her lungs.
She recognized the moment the person tried swerving. Although, it didn't help too much. She saw the way the vehicle crashed into the side of her car, pushing it further along the road as she and the other driver prayed they'd somehow get out of the accident alive.
She recognized the moment her head crashed into her window, pain findings its way through her body as small bits of blood trickled out of her scalp and clung to her hairline, drying on her forehead and in strands of her hair.
She recognized the moment steam began to expand from her engine, making everything in front of her blurry while the other drivers crushed engine steamed on the right side of the car- blocking the sight. She wasn't sure if she was glad or not to know that she couldn't see the other person.
To the left, she could see people hopping out of their cars and rushing over to the two vehicles. Many had their hands over their mouths as they went around Minyeon's car to help assist the other person.
"Are you okay, darling?"
She couldn't nod as a response and the older woman could only try reading her non-verbal cues. Minyeon grimaced as her head felt like it would explode from pounding so much.
Her skull felt like it was tightening, along with her chest as smoke filled her lungs when she tried taking a deep breath.
Her lungs felt like they were coated in nasty gunk as she coughed, her throat feeling like it was being clawed at whenever she tried breathing normally.
She heard a few faint "no" responses coming from around the other car as someone approached her, his arms wrapped around a small child.
She felt her heart finally slowing down as she looked at the child, noticing no injuries or cuts, only a very confused face as it looked around at everything with an oversized mask on its face that Minyeon assumed the guy put on it to keep the smoke from messing with the small things breathing.
"I'm so sorry," he rambled quickly. "I was distracted because my sister was upset over something and I tried moving but it was too late by then and I didn't know what to do and started panicking and- oh my god, my mom is going to kill me- I'm dead! I'm dead, oh my god-"
Minyeon attempted to muster up all of her strength to stay standing up straight as she tried sending the two a polite smile in hopes it would somehow help the boy stop panicking.
"I understand, thank you. I'm just glad that you and your-" Minyeon stopped talking as a small child who she presumed to be around the age of five or six scurried over towards them, tears stained under her eyes.
