There's a pang of hurt that crosses Robbie's abdomen, his vision blurry and watery, there's heat surrounding him. The ground below him is rough, splitting the skin of his face and hands. He groans as he lifts his head off the ground and looks around, fire and smoke surrounding him as he comes back to reality, seeing that his car has tumbled over. The fire came from his car, smoke spiraling up into the night sky. That's what he gets for speeding and racing down I-5. He wakes up completely and frantically searches for you, tiny shards of glass on the highway's ground dig and cut into his palms.

"Where are you? Are you ok?" He called out blindly, more pain ripping through his stomach.