After locking the front door, unlocked his little blue car and opened the door. He climbed into the car quickly throwing his bag onto the seat next to him. He sighed, looking at his watch. He was running late. He removed his multi-coloured scarf and threw it across the seat beside him. Alongside the giant pile of paperwork that he had worked on the previous evening. He reached out and turned the radio on so he could listen to the news. He started the car and sped down the motorway towards the hospital. For a change there was no traffic on the roads. He managed to make up some time on the journey, at the rate he was going he would be early to work.

As he was approaching the junction for the hospital, a car clipped the side of him. His car veered off of the road. It crashed into a barrier but continued sliding across the grass before coming to a screeching halt only minutes later. His head was tipped to the side. The entire front of the car was crumpled, like a piece of paper. The red paint from the vehicle that hit him was etched alongside the length of the car. The windscreen was completely shattered. The grass was scattered with tiny shards of glass glinting like crystals. His blonde hair was caked with dried blood and mud that filled the car as he crashed. He groaned as he tried to move. He jumped into doctor mode and began assessing his own injures.

He reached up and felt his head, a steady trickle of warm blood was dripping down the side. The scarf had fallen from the seat and was now covered in a pool of blood coming from his head. He felt something crushing his leg and saw that it was badly cut. He reached down and grabbed the scarf. He wrapped it around his leg, further up from the wound and began to tie it tightly around it to limit blood loss. He let out a small whimper as he did this. He tried to stay still because he wasn't sure if he had injured his neck. The paperwork from the passenger seat had been scattered in and around the car. His phone began to ring. He looked down and could see from the caller ID that it was his brother. He moaned in pain as he reached his hand out to grab it. He couldn't reach without moving his head and neck, which was too much of a risk and he knew it so he left it to ring.

The other car was still on the road but as they realised what had happened they decided to speed off to avoid getting caught, they had been drink driving and would end up being arrested so they fled. Occupying the other car was a group of college students who had been out to a party and were only just returning home at eight o'clock in the morning. It wasn't the first time that this had happened. Amongst the four passengers and the driver they had several fines overdue and had already been arrested for a similar incident only two years earlier.

A young woman had been driving towards the hospital for an appointment when she came across the accident. By this point the other vehicle was nowhere to be seen. She pulled up and climbed out of the car to call an ambulance. She tried to get towards the wrecked car but she was struggling to get through the traffic and it was on a steep incline. So she stood by the broken barrier as she made the call. She could see one person in the vehicle and he didn't appear to be in a good way. The car was completely crushed around him and he was almost definitely trapped. Other vehicles had stopped by the barrier and many people tried to get to him. One man was successful in reaching the vehicle and climbed in to support the injured man's neck. 'Just hold still mate, an ambulance is on its way' He muttered.

Back in the car, he as beginning to feel light headed and was struggling to keep his eyes open. His hands were trembling. He cried out in pain as his leg began to spasm where he was trapped. His face was awash with cuts and bruises. His leg was causing him a great deal of pain. His arms were aching from the impact. His head had smashed the windscreen, without any protection from the airbag as it had failed to work. His glasses had slipped down his face and were covered in cracks. His head pounded as he tried to keep still. 'Help me!' he mumbled. He struggled to keep awake until he could no longer hold on to consciousness and was engulfed in to darkness.