He was running away from something. What? It doesn't matter anymore. It was dark; it was raining. The road was slick, the turns were sharp, and the cliffs were steep. His vision was blurry, his hands were sweaty, and it was hard for him to breathe. He couldn't control his actions.
He took a sharp turn at full speed. He could never have imagined that there would be an idle car there. The side of his car slid along the side of the idle car because of his attempts to not ram directly into the car, but he lost control over his own vehicle too. The wheels could not find grip on the slick road. He was hydroplaning. He attempted to move to the right, but the attempts just put more weight and pressure on the left wheels. At last, the wheels gave in, not finding a sliver of friction.
His car tipped over, falling over the cliff. It fell, and rolled and hit a million things at such a great speed. It all happened very fast and very slow. So many things could have happened.
It was so strange.
He didn't feel a thing.
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Crash Course in Shane Mathias
Short StoryFollow Shane down the dark road and over the edge. Shane was in a car accident and the next time he wakes up is in the hospital without his memory. Even though he tries, he doesn't get his memory back. So his sister decides to take him on a road tri...
