I understood best that I should not drive in the middle of the night. I lost the road and I was going fast, at the same time I was looking for someone who could help me I wasn't looking where I was going then suddenly I crashed into a tree very hard. When I woke up, my head was leaning on the steering wheel and my head was bleeding heavily. I couldn't move and everything hurt

Help... hey... anyone...!

I was trying to scream, but my voice was shaky and weak, and it hurt me. My consciousness was starting to fade away, and I looked out the exploded left window with my trembling eyes. Even though it was blurry, I could see someone behind the tree wearing a jet black cloak and short boots that matched the night. He was watching me but didn't come near me

Help me... help me...

while my hand was shaking and covered in blood, I stretched my hand out of the exploded window towards him, shouted a little with my voice that wasn't coming out properly, and as he approached me slowly but carefully, I couldn't stand the pain I felt and fainted. My hand dropped from the window and my eyes closed