The sound of shattering glass echoed in her mind as your dream shifted into chaos. You was back in the car, headlights blinding her vision, the screech of tires piercing her ears. "Stop!" she screamed, but no one was there to listen. The impact came again, the same way it always did, jarring her awake. You shot up in bed, gasping for air, your hands trembling. It had been a year since the accident, but the dreams refused to let you to forget.