Chapter 27

• My eyes snap open, but I'm greeted by a suffocating darkness, a swirling confusion that makes no sense. My body feels weightless, as if I'm being tossed around like a rag doll. It's then that the horrifying realization hits me—I am.
• The car is tumbling, a sickening dance of metal and glass. Everything is spinning, my mind struggling to catch up with the chaos that surrounds me. A scream claws at my throat, but the sheer terror freezes it in place, rendering me mute. The world outside the window is a dizzying blur of shadows and lights, flipping over and over as the car rolls, each rotation more violent than the last. My head slams against something hard, sending white-hot pain shooting through my skull, a searing agony that threatens to consume me.
• Then, with a bone-rattling crash that echoes through my very being, the car comes to a halt, its twisted metal frame settling into an eerie stillness. For a moment, there's nothing but the sound of my ragged breathing and the distant ringing in my ears, a haunting symphony of the aftermath. I blink rapidly, trying to make sense of what just happened, but the fog in my mind won't clear, a stubborn haze that clings to my thoughts.