Hit and Run
Chelsea Morgan sat in the stands at the Tampa Bay Devil Rays game. The air was thick with humidity and carried the sweet smell of ballgame hotdogs. The next batter lined up to the base. The crowd went crazy. Chelsea stood up and went to buy a drink. She stumbled up the stands. One of her many credit cards had bought her first two beers. Her next two would buy her next two.
She turned around, after the crowd went crazy, to find that the batter had hit an in-park home run that had won the game. The girl waited until the stands were empty to leave. She walked out of the silent corridors. Her vision started to blur as she walked out of the steel doors.
The parking lot was empty. The drunken woman slowly walked to her car at the far end of the lot. She heard an engine revv up behind her. The headlights turned on and Chelsea looked at her shadow.
Morgan turned to the car. The scream passed her mouth and the car rushed forward. The last thing she saw was the car below her and the black asphalt. Her dead, bloody body landed on the ground and the car kept going.