By: JSwrites
The clock struck 5 on this cold winter day. Work was over. William Davis is a 28-year-old man with black hair, brown eyes, fair skin, average height, average weight, and even average looks. He cleaned his desk, put his papers in his briefcase, put on his coat, exited the office, and started walking towards the bus stop. He lives a pretty average life, nothing drastic has ever happened to him. While he was walking, his phone rang, it was his wife's sister, Ruby.
What could she be needing right now?
When he answered, he heard Ruby's loud cries and sniffles.
"I-it's Claire", she sobbed.
William stopped abruptly, he was thunderstruck. Something happened...to his wife, Claire.
"Ruby what happened." He says in a very serious tone.
"Sh-she got i-in a car accident." She manages to get out, "come to the hospital quick William!"
William ended the call and immediately started calling an Uber. 4 minutes. The car is going to get there in 4 minutes. To make it worse it was rush hour. The streets were filled with cars.
I can't wait that long. What if before I get there she... NO, I CAN'T THINK LIKE THAT. Stop it, William, stop it.
Within that four minutes, William's head filled with images of his wife. Claire laughing, Claire crying, Claire talking, Claire...dying. When the agonizing, 4 minutes were up, a car came and William rushed in.
"Where to?" The driver asked
"To the general hospital." His voice came out shaky.
He fidgeted with anything he could, as one would when they hear their loved one got into an accident. He tapped his foot, bit his nails, pulled the string from his shirt. He did all he could to calm himself in the car. After 5 minutes in the car, William concluded that running to the hospital would get him there faster than driving there in this traffic. He started to take off his seatbelt. The driver looked back at him.
"Hey what are you doing?" The driver asked
