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Jazz Pov.

"Hey, you sure about this?" Said Tid my best friend looking at me with a worried expression. His hands on my shoulders, holding it.

I look straight into his eyes from my helmet and said "yes".

Did I mention Helmet? You guys can guess why I am wearing a helmet at midnight 12 ' O clock middle of nowhere.

Yep, it is midnight, I am here on my race track, and well it is not exactly a race course. It is a path which is made illegally on a muddy road far out from the city. This was maintained by so called rich parties of / to money. I actually don't know the purpose of this race. All I desire is to have fun, get rid of my worries and pain I'm going through.

I adjusted my helmet and started my bike, so do other participants. Making all audience jumps to their feet. A guy came with a gun on and stand in the middle of the mud road, raised his hands and shout.

The countdown starts from One, Two, Three, and shoot it in the air, with that everyone set about. I was the first made my first move.

Each and every one trying their best to beat others, as I look behind me, a white colored bike that trying to mystify me, but I dint give him a chance. He is chasing me eager to go ahead. But denied the idea to cut through. I was wondering why?

I saw above me a "U" turn that I did not realize it. Man, how did I miss that? I really try hard to turn, no use my bike skids and get far away from the route.

I can't see anything but stars above me. Altogether I can hear the bikes sound passing away. I tried to look at my Red colored bike broken over at that blank space.

I think no one can watch me in the dark. I try to learn to breathe, I really try hard to obtain a hold but making things worse. I blink my eyes, signifying that, is this end of the Rock Star Jazz.

I realize there was something moving far, far away it is snowy in color. Perhaps "God"! Is he here to take me?

'Wow ' I'm really dying to 'Heaven ' or 'Hell'. I blink again to make sure is it a God. I blink again, now I can see the wings! Is it 'Angel'?

I was stirring now, why the hell I'm shaking, and 'earthquake! Then I can feel someone's hand on my shoulder.

"Hey" uh, "Are You Okay" I can see a white color Angle beside me, I blinked to take a proper look at that direction an angle is standing beside me wearing dark and white helmet.

Wait! What? Angles were Helmet? Oh, I blinked again seeing angle going away from me. I can picture a white color bike stopped few steps in front. 'I'm wondering' did all the Angels wear helmets and drive a bike, why can't they use their wings to move around!

My eyelids are closing now I can't view anything. It's pitch-dark and raining!

Did I say rain? An earthquake starts again, oh dear lord why the heaven is black and rocking.

Right away I can feel something on my shoulders. I slowly open my eyes, someone slowly lifting my head in their hands, gently putting it on their lap I guess. I can see white dress Angel is keeping back my head and removing white and black colored "Helmet."

I can't breathe at some level. It picked up my heavy breath and said "NO" shaking head lean down. I can see his dark green eyes are concerned, his dark hair came all around in front him covering his little side.

I can feel a pair of gentle hands over my face, opening my mouth wide and blow some air. After two or more attempts, I cough than taking a deep breather.

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