Bright lights dancing to the sounding sirens
My nose catches the smell of burnt tire tracks and kerosene
Hands shaking to the rhythm of my rapid heartbeat
Head aching, in tune to the pounding on my windshield
Still in a daze, eyes thickened; filled with smoke
Crashing sounds fill my body
The rapidness of its movements makes its way
I sense a calming
I could see the lights glow bright
I am at the end of my journey
The fog lightens up
I can see many yellow suns appear
They then fall back into nothingness
A red beam of heat roars on the hood of my grand chariot
It grows large, engulfs me
Metal starts screeching
Glass shattering into a thousand knives
My head turns to my back seat
I smile at the sight
My ears stop its eternal ringing
Silence, but then I hear it;

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