The ringing. Ugh, Fuck it hurts!

From out of the corner of my blurred vision something scurried frantically beyond my line of sight, their movements staying much below a whisper. The smell of blood, gasoline, and something else filled my nose, suffocating my lungs beyond say. My pounding heart could surely be heard miles away. After all, it was beating so loud. 

Feeling light headed, the blinding head lights from our car showed no mercy, nor were much help to figuring out were in gods tarnation I was. It appeared as though I was irrelevant to the scene before me. My body far away from the area of the crash, while the passengers windshield sits perfectly unharmed. Completely shattered and wrecked was the condition of the drivers windshield, no doubt another reason to worry me further. All I have to do is see that and questions rise. Peeling my side from the cold and sticky road, I wince in shock as I experience slight pain under my ribs.  

I was at that moment the atmosphere shifted, a low panting replaced the silence. Judging with how close the sound appeared to be, the sorce was no where other than behind me. So close in fact Its warm breath canence tyloe elijah liam