The second song part in here is from an actual song, but I can't remember the title or singer _ Ugh.

Be warned, this is another cliff hanger. Muahahaa.

Thanks for the reviews. Only 6, but hey, better than none, right?

Story:
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Zig had a dream again.

The rain on the roof, his mother humming.

Then...

A loud crunch,

Like two station wagons slamming together.

Zig was jolted awake this time.

He couldn't understand what he was seeing at first.

Finally his head cleared.

A slow, squeaky sound came to him.

He got the image of a tire slowly, slowly turning.

His eyesight became clear again.

There was the rain, running down the windshield.
But the windshield wasn't right.
Something was wrong, and I could feel it,
But I was too scared to look.
A voice told me that I was all right,
That I was okay.
Something said, Get out'a that car,
And just stay away.

Zig heard on the radio.

It was only too creepy.

There was rain on the truck's windshield, but there was something odd about it.

Not the rain,

But the windshield.

Then he realized.

It was upside down.

He undid his seat belt and fell onto the hood of the car.

Zig rushed out of the car, leaving the door open.

The sad music from the radio was driving him nuts already.

He closed his eyes.

It was a dream.

He was still dreaming.

Wasn't he?

Oh, please, he was!

It was a dream.

The truck was right side up, parked by the road, and he and Magnet were safely there, sleeping.

On the radio, the song changed.

Screeching tires,
The busting glass,
The painful scream I heard last.

Zig turned out the sounds.

He was okay, but what about Magnet?

Get out'a that car, and just stay away.

What am I going to do? Zig said. I can't look. I'm too scared to look.

He walked to the other side of the road and sat there, his back on the truck.

Slowly the boy rocked back and forth.

He wondered how he had missed it all, the truck veering to the side, tumbling over.

How could he have slept through it all?

Or, maybe, he couldn't remember it because he'd been knocked on the head or something.

Slowly he tried to remember back.

His eyes had been partly open when he had warned Magnet to park if he needed sleep. Then, that was it.

Everything after that was his dream.

His mother humming, the rain on the roof.

It didn't make sense.

The music from the truck was a dull drone, he was too faraway to hear it loudly enough to make out any words.

Maybe it was better that way.

Swallowing Zigzag got up and slowly walked back to the truck.

It was an instrumental playing.

No words.

Taking a breath Zig kneeled down to look through the windshield at Magnet.

He screamed.