There--There I was running. I was running through a small shopping center. Running down the sidewalk with the stores to my left and the parking lot to my right. Bam--A door opens right into my face. I hit the door hard and came to a complete stop from my dead sprint. I fall to the ground and look over my shoulder and see them getting closer. Then I see it--guns. They have guns in their hands.
I hop to my feet and continue running. Running faster than I ever ran before. I hit the end of the row of the store and hit a left running down the edge of the building. Peering over my shoulder, I see them making the left to continue following me. Where am I going to go?? In a moment of adrenaline, I make a beeline to the next set of stores. I cut right across the parking lot, cutting in front of two different cars. Both stopped slamming their brakes, but this did not stop me. I kept running. The two people were closing behind me.
I got to the next set of stores and ran along the side, with the wall to my right. I then get to the front of the stores and hop onto the sidewalk running with the stores on my right. I quickly look over my shoulder and see the two people run into the parking lot in front of the stores.
They see me. I stop. They both aim their guns at me. I sprang to my right and trip. I tripped on a pile of gravel? I tripped on a two-foot pile of gravel? Huh, why is this here? Then in a snap of a second, I heard four gunshots. Bam, Bam, Bam--Bam. All hit the storefront above me. The glass comes crashing down. I cover my head as it falls. Then I hear the two people’s footsteps running towards me. Once again hoping to my feet and running.
I see a girl at the end of the sidewalk. She is in a white dress that goes down to her knees. It has a soft pink color trim on the end of her sleeves and the bottom of her dress. The same color pink was wrapped around her waist. I could not see her face, but she had very dark brown hair that went down just past her shoulders. She looks over at me and I see her face, she is lovely. A very pretty girl that is my age. I feel a connection with her, like the many times I have seen her before, only this time she is wearing this lovely white dress.
Bam--another gunshot. I catch up to her and she starts running. She says nothing, but I know to follow her, she knows the way to escape. We run around the building and cross over to another set of stores. This one is an L-shape, but the bottom corner of the L, is just a covering allowing you to walk under it. We run through that and get to a car. A small dark gray almost green Abarth 595. We hop in,
She gets into the front left sit and I get into the small back row, sitting in the middle seat. I can see through the whole windshield. As we have done many times before I will end up driving from this spot. I control the car without controlling it the normal way people drive. I move the car forwards, and I look behind to see the people get into their car. They start shooting again. Bam--Bam--Bam.
I gun it, revving the small engine as high as it goes. We are off. The chase will continue now via vehicles.
I drive under the covering of the bottom part of the L, in hopes, their car will not fit. I look back and they got their large 1973 Cadillac Fleetwood. In their large Cadillac, they managed to get it under the covering and continued to chase us. I look back and continue driving. It has turned to night now--as it does most of the time. I drive up onto the main road.
We have arrived in the middle of the city--a city with no name and no possible way to end up in it, but here we are. The girl in the front left seat is: calm, cold, and collective. I drive up a two-lane road and make a left onto the main drag of the city. A huge four-lane road. I drive down the main road as I have done many times in many different cars, but always with the girl. I drive down to a road I have turned down many times. I make the left turn, dodging front of three cars, and hammer it down the road.
It has turned to day and the city turns into part of I-95 going towards the Philadelphia Airport towards Philly. There is a traffic light--it is red--but I ran it. All of a sudden there is all this construction. There is a small hill on the right of this part of I-95--which is not there in real life-- and the sun is shining over the small hill. There is a bridge a quarter of a mile ahead of us, with a small yellow crane right in front of it. I see there is only one lane open and it is clear. It is clear! This is the chance to lose the two people.
I push the car to go faster than it should ever go. The adrenaline is pumping through my veins, but the girl still remains calm. We pick up speed faster and faster; approaching the bridge and record-breaking speeds.
In a split second, it changes. A barrier. A concrete barrier is in the way. It should not be there. It was not there before. I have been looking at the road the whole time. Why is there a concrete barrier there???
Time has paused to allow me to think and reflect on this. Within a moment of time, time unpauses and we hit the concrete barrier at 98 mph. Bam-- the small car hits the barrier. I fly forwards between the front two seats and smash through the windshield. As I go through the windshield, I go into a third-person view of the scene. I can see the car get flatten like a pancake and part of the car went over the barrier, I notice the girl is gone. She always disappears before the end, but I know she is gone and safe as she always is.
I snap back into myself and watch through my eyes as I fly through the air. I made it to just under the bridge and hit a piece of angled rebar. It is angled towards me. I hit the piece of rebar and can feel the pain throughout my whole body. I feel it stab me in my pelvis and go through me.
I have switched into the third person again and see as my body is impaled by the piece of rebar and then watch and my upper body is ripped from my lower body. There was enough momentum to cause it to rip my body apart. My upper body continues to fly for 15 feet before it hits the ground and stops moving.
I am there looking at my body. My loser body speared on the piece of rebar bleeding out and then saw my upper body with my spine sticking out and blood everywhere. My organs leak out from both parts of my body. Most are still in one piece and you can clearly see all the different organs.
I can feel the immense pain of it all and within a moment it goes black. It is over. I have died once again.
I have been chased once again, I have might the girl once again, I have tried to escape once again, and I have felt pain once again, and I have died--died once again.