There was a flash of light, the squeal of tires, and suddenly Alice's world was crumpling in. Before she could scream, cry out, or even breathe, the car flipped and skidded on its side with a deafening metallic screech. A moment of silence passed; there was only darkness. Alice scrunched her eyes open, peering apprehensively through her matted hair. The driver, her grand, magnanimous paladin hadn't stirred an inch. There was bloody glass everywhere, shards and splinters, and suddenly, the world seemed to regain motion. There were screams, car horns and blurred figures moving about. She felt a warm darkness seeping over, and streaking down her face. After what felt like an eternity, someone finally broke through, and called to her through the from the missing window pane. She couldn't understand the voice, but with the last bit of strength she could muster before unconscious took hold was a simple plea:
"I want to live"