Lori begins to look around in blood reddin eyes, her vision was too blurry to make out anything. Her sockets ach as she scans for the sign of anyone or anything that could help her. Lori strained to keep her eyes open as they began to fill with water. "H-h-hello?" she called out. "Can anyone hear me? Somebody help." He voice hurt every time she began to talk. The pain forced her to hold her throat in pain.
From the pain she pulls her head down and notices something wrong with her hand. Lori's right hand had a large gash lining from her pointer finger up to her forearm. Lori begins to feel the stinging pain within her right arm, blood was gushing out of the incision. Lori was lucky to be alive, the semi had virtually crushed the van to only a quarter its normal size. The thing was that Lori was practically trapped in the ball of metal and glass. Lori again looks around for the sign of a way out, the van she had driven since her sixteenth birthday may prove to be her coffin.
Lori spots the door on the passenger side of the car. Trying to keep herself from any more harm, she pulls herself from the driver seat. The sound of bending metal riddled the vehicle. Lori reaches the passenger door, the door was crinkled and looked like someone took a metal sheet and slammed with a sledgehammer. Lori unlocks the door by pulling the knob, however the door doesn't open.
Putting all she has into it, she begins pushing and pushing the door for at least a budge. What she didn't know on the other side of the door was twenty ton semi lodged upon it. The only reason Lori could see out the window was due to the roof of the vehicle begins basically folded onto the door, making it impossible to see out.
Lori again pushes and pushes onto the door for it to open, again nothing. Lori goes back to looking around for an escape, everything was either glass ridden or crunched in too far to squeeze out. The worst part about this ordeal? Lori's oxygen was running out.