There I stood. The place of the accident. It was a long, isolated, unadopted road in which few shrubs covered in snow dominated the unwelcoming frozen terrain. Not one soul in sight, not even wild critters.
The road had a layer of white icing which sheltered the cement underneath. The bucolic weather eased the scene but a large cloud darkened it which made the eleven o’clock morning seem like a six thirty o’clock evening. Grey skies will always cause grey moods which brings grey thoughts.
As if I were experiencing a hallucination, through the snow fog, I could see a vehicle speeding toward the spot in which I stood in. The now more visible car was much closer to me but I remained frozen. The once-calm cold breeze now started to turn against me. Frozen snow started to hit against my face causing a stinging sensation. Almost blinded by the thick fog that crept up on me I was forced to close my eyes. Surprisingly the darkness gave me comfort, unfortunately it did not last for long as I remembered a car was about to collide into me. I felt like I was dreaming as time had slowed down significantly, I opened my eyes to see the car less that 5 metres away from me. It was moving, but a speed in which it mimicked a snail. I managed to make out the type of car, it was a 1984 Jeep Cherokee XJ with four entities inside. My heart skipped a beat. They were all almost transparent.
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