You've spent the day out with your friends.

You remember laughing and being goofy. You remember their smiles and you remember the feeling of your own.

You all brought dinner from the small café on the corner and ate as a group.

You remember leaving them at the junction outside as the sun started to set as you turned right to your dorm and they scattered in various directions towards their own.

And then you remember the bright white lights and awful sound of screeching tyres as they grow larger and swallow you.

There's this sickening moment in which you can't quite breathe and that you can't quite comprehend.

And then suddenly gravity catches you plunging you quickly into darkness.

The first thing you feel isn't the pain, it's the cold. Then the hard ground beneath you.

Next to return is your hearing, but it's not normal. It reminds you of being in a large empty room, or on a train going through a tunnel. It's almost as if you're underwater and if you didn't know better you'd of thought you were drowning. But in the back of your mind you know you can't be as you can sense the pressure of the earth beneath you and although your lungs are burning you are still breathing or at least you think you are, although you're conscious that the motion is laboured and not quite even and in no way normal.

Your vision flickers in and out giving you enough time to realise its dark and late in the evening.

Your hearing then picks up. You are conscious of what you image is background noise although in your head it's too quiet, but its backed by a high-pitched drawn out note.

You try to and raise a hand sending a sharp pain shooting through your body before any movement has taken place, at this sensation you stop in your effort. Instead you try and turn your head and further assess your surroundings but your body won't let you.

You breathe again and smell the frozen tarmac beneath you, shutting your eyes and keeping them closed as you open your mouth and try to speak but no sound comes out. You become vaguely aware of the blood pooling under your head as it trickles down your face and into you now open mouth. At this thought bile rises from your stomach but instead of coming out it sits at the back of your throat slowly compromising your breathing further.

And then you feel nothing.

Your vision flickers again although there is an apparent lack of sound or colour. Just very bright flashing, and although you want to question this you don't quite have the capacity to.

Then you hear it all as the sound wall hits you for a second time. The ambulance and its crew whirring around, speaking a language you only vaguely recognise as English. The paramedics flitter in your vision, they try calling out to you, and they try saying your name, try slapping your face, trying to rouse a response out of you. It's not that you can't hear them or sense their presence its that you painfully can, but more painfully can't respond to it. You close your eyes again, swallowing the lump rising in the back of your throat.

The next thing you remember is the blood curdling scream followed by a loud altercation and scuffling, you recognise the voice that is so desperate as it cries out your name and your heart starts to pound and you're pretty sure in that moment you'll stop breathing. A pair of familiar feet rush into your peripheral vision and stop suddenly. A pair of hands cradle your face and the familiar scent of strawberry shampoo rushes over you as your senses all swell into a terrifying mass and the last tangible thing you remember before you slide once more into unconsciousness is the flash of red hair as she's dragged away from you screaming your name.