Dance with the devil

Prologue

It was raining and the roads were really slippery. He knew he was taking a risk by driving this fast but he wanted to make it home before the game began. He took a turn and felt the car slipping away. He almost hit a tree at the side of the road but managed to get Back in control. He was more carefull now, only speeding on the country road. That's when he hit her. Hard. He didn't even see her coming; the rain was blocking his view. He just felt it. He would often Have nightmares about the feeling of the Body colliding with the car. But that wasn't even the worst. The worst was her face. Her face hit the windshield so that he could see it for a fraction of a second. It was a pretty face. But it was the face of a dead girl. And it haunted him forever.