Our reality PT1

Chapter 1: the beginning

It was still relatively early as professor Will Rodman and his family jumped in their four by four and headed out on their monthly family trip to a local community event that would likely last all day the photographic fog that blanketed the city had not yet disappeared which made it difficult for Will to see as he pulled off the drive outside their home in Pacific Heights San Francisco they had left early in the hopes of avoiding the usual traffic well and more so his wife which preferred the quiet roads to the busy main street

In the front passenger seat set the professors refined wife Evelyn who at that present moment was having a nostalgic tune as she fiddled with her shiny blonde curls her delicate make up complimented her warm eyes and Buff smile as she sat back and kissed her lips together smoothing her lipstick her expensive flowery blouse and black skinny jeans boasted her fragile figure while Will had adopted and more casual look to accompany his charcoal black hair gently tanned skin and slight stubbly beard in the back seats at the couples two children

Andrew their eldest and only son and Trisha their youngest and only daughter Andrew had hair much like his mothers although it was far shorter whereas his sisters hair was more an Auburn Brown a nice mix of the two That stretched to her mid back much like his mother Andrew had made an effort to dress for the occasion and was sporting a neat pair of white trainers blue jeans and a pale pink shirt as he stared boredly out of the misty window listening to old school tunes on the second hand MP3 player he'd scrimped and saved to buy at the corner shop

In a world of her own in the seat behind her father dress sat happily with her head buried in a beginners guide to learning a second language despite only being eight years old she and her best friend I thought it would be Funny to learn to speak a second language that no one else in their school spoke that way they could have open conversations about anything and anyone without potentially getting in trouble for it The movement of a car became indistinct as they travelled in silence and Trish focused hard on a word she had had particular trouble pronouncing

They were in sight of the iconic Golden Gate Bridge when Evelyn suddenly screamed in panic and Will swerved desperately To avoid a dark blue BMW that came barrelling out of the sidestreet recklessly mercilessly slamming into the side of them Will lost control and swore loudly as they spun out and rolled Evelyn and her daughter were thrown around violently Like rag dolls while Andrew quest his seatbelt for the life of his head collided roughly with the headrest on the back of his mother's chair Will's arm's got tangled in the steering wheel as they spun across three lanes of increasingly heavy traffic

His vulgar swearing The sound of tires screeching glass shattering and her mother moaning as she hit the dashboard and bounced onto the gearstick before slumping into a bloody heap in the foot well her Slack seatbelt catching dangerously around her neck contributed to the last thing Trish Consciously experienced before the feel of sharp broken glass covered the side of her head and arms as she was thrown against the door and slumped across the broken remnants Of the window as time progressed and the carnage settled Time in event seem to blur in and out of focus

When the first responders eventually arrived and Trish had the sensation of being dragged from the wreckage losing feeling in her limbs and back she began to panic as her ears stop bringing up for her to start to make sense of the voices around her "𝒐𝒌 𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒔 𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒇𝒊𝒃 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒏𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒄𝒌 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆" Trish recognised from a voice off to her right she tried to force her body to react as a painful sharp burning jolt reverberated twice over her chest provoking her heart to feel like it was throwing itself against her rib cage