One Hour Phone Call

"I'm awake, I'm awake" buzz, buzz, buzz "8am, what the hell, and who changed my ringtone? Hello"

"Giving out about the ringtone were we?" Amy laughes down the phone, she has an awful habit of driving me up the wall, but then again what are little sisters for?

"Yeah thanks for that annoying buzzing sound, I wouldn't want to sleep in on my day off."

"Yeah whatever, I am just ringing to see if you are still coming to dinner on Friday with the parents, I'm bringing Josh and I really don't want to have to do this solo, it would help to have another guy there for him to talk to, please Mark?"

The pain came on me quickly, so quick it caught my breath. No, not again! I feel it creeping up the back of my neck through to the back of my eyes, in an instant I am at the side of a country road.

"Where the hell am I this time" mumbling to myself.

I search around for any identifying features, pubs usually. You can't go too far in Ireland without passing a pub, there has to be one around here somewhere. These visions really do happen at the most annoying times, I know that Amy is still talking to me on the phone as I can just about hear her in the distance, she is going to think I am crazy when I don't answer her. I can't help wonder what must I look like when this happens? I've never had the chance to see. Probably staring into space and drooling. I just need to see whatever it is 'they' want me to and then I can get back to my phone call. I've been having these visions for long enough to know better than to ignore them or try to fight them, it only makes the pain in my head worse.

Come on surely they didn't go through all this to show me a country road? Without any warning there is a loud screeching sound, and two cars whip by so fast I can hardly make out their shape. They stop about 100 yards down the road and I see them clearer. They look like some from the Fast and the Furious. I am slightly distracted thinking about how they are ruining what was a great film originally by remaking that same film over and over, when one of the drivers starts shouting abuse at the other, I snap back paying attention again, one of the cars comes up level with the other taking up the whole road, shouting something at each other that I can't quite make out. Suddenly they both take-off back in the direction they just came, then I see it, the other car. A small silver car, coming down around the corner, I can tell from my vantage point that this poor person can't see these hooligans and I am shouting but it makes no difference, no one can see me. Before long it's happened one of the boy racers has crashed head on into the little silver car, it's catastrophic the damage that its done, the little silver car has crumpled like a tin of sardines.

The other car speeds off into the distance and then it's eerily quiet, I don't know what sound I am expecting but there is something really disconcerting about the silence.

I stand for a minute not quite sure what to do, I still don't know where I am, and I don't know why I have been shown this scene, I know there is nothing I can do to change it, there never is. Usually my input is helping the Gardaí after the fact, sending them clues or anonymous tips, but I find it hard to believe that the Gardaí are not already well aware of these little boy racers. Anyway here he sits, the guy is still in his car on the wrong side of the road. I know we don't always credit the police with much intelligence but seriously it's not going to take a genius to work out what happened, no need to be showing me, so why am I here?

I walk over to the cars slowly, as long as I have been seeing things I never get used to seeing people hurt, I don't think I ever will. I am not a squeamish guy but something about all that blood, creeps me out. As I get closer to the wreck I start to get a sickening feeling in the pit of my stomach, something isn't right here, I feel my heart start racing and my legs are going like jelly. I am weaving all over the place when my suspicions are confirmed. I fall to the ground and look straight ahead, it's Amy in the car in front of me, my baby sister is going to die and I can do nothing to stop it.