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Christallized oculars of tranquility focused on the road of entropy; yet they were blind to reality, they were numb to the dynamism of the world right in front of them. A panicked, shrill scream of a woman most likely, awoke him from his deep concious slumber to a terrifying scene.
“ Shit ! ”Desperate fingers clasped tight around the steering wheel, desperate foot pressed down the brake pedal; too late. He felt his resistant vehicle colliding lightly against the fragility of human's anatomy, he could feel his own iniquity, he could feel culpability falling over him, seizing him. Matt exerted pressure on that door, on that obstacle & it opened. He rushed towards the unpleasant scene, his heart seemed as if it'd be spitted off his body due to its abnormal acceleration.
“ ...the ambulance! ” Thin arms snaked around the inert physique stationed upon that cold ground, pure pearls analyzed the male's wounds. Nothing looked grievous, the other should be fine in no time, probably. Yet, he had this sense of responsibility which eroded him mentally. Thinly constructed digits typed the emergency number, his hands were quivering & clammy while he did so. “ Hello, I just ran someone over. Yes. My location is.... ” his voice was insecure as it never has been.

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