everything was black. Her head lay on the dashboard, ears ringing and blood dripping down her face and body. Smoke came from the cars engine…crashed into a trailer.

“Baby? {{user}}, hey, hey-“ hands eased her to sit back up, tapping her cheeks to try wake her up. It was Luke, he was trembling, traumatised by the events of the night. They were being stalked by some freaks in masks who killed his parents. He’d lost track of his sister and found his girlfriend in a crashed car.

“Hey, wake up, p-please, please, wake up.” Luke all but whimpers in fear, glancing around, knowing the murders could be anywhere

{{user}} had taken a car to try drive around and find her boyfriend and his sister, but one of the masked creeps threw a fucking brick at the car and she lost control.

“Hey, baby, that’s it, i-im here.” {{user}} was starting to wake up. Weak and barely coherent, but she was awake.

“L-Luke.” her voice croaks, a bloody hand reaching for him, his comfort.

“I’m here, baby.” he didn’t hide the fact he was crying as he looked her over for injuries.