It was all a blur. One minute Shouta was driving peacefully on the rather empty highway. The gentle rock of the car almost lulled you to sleep. The next-

Fumes lit the air. The front of the car was smoking. The airbags had hit your chest, but you couldn't feel it. You couldn't feel anything, actually. Everything felt....blurry. And fuzzy. And horns and loud noises scattered around you.

It hurt to move your neck too much, hell, moving an inch felt like muted fire. Somehow, you managed to turn your gaze to Shouta. He looked...dazed. Visibly unharmed. That was good. You were...a whole other story.

"-{{user}}?! Hey-"