Jimmy sat in his chair, absent-mindedly throwing a ball at his wall and catching it as it bounced back. This has got to be the most boring weekend ever. Libby and Sheen were off alone at Retroland. Carl was at some petting zoo with his mom. And Cindy was, well, he wasn't that lonely. He looked over at Goddard, who was recharging his batteries. That meant that he was sleeping.
Jimmy stood up and was about to walk downstairs when he got the worst headache he had ever experienced. "Ah!" he shouted as he clamped his hands to his head and fell down on his bed. He writhed in pain for a few moments. Then it was gone. Jimmy stood up and shook his head. That's weird. It's completely gone.
He checked himself in the bathroom mirror. He seemed ok. He shrugged it off and walked over to his bedroom window. He saw Cindy stepping out of her house. He looked down at the floor and saw a toy truck laying there. What's that doing out? I haven't played with that in years, he thought as he picked it up.
As his fingers connected with the truck the room began to spin. All of a sudden his room changed to the road next to his house. He saw a large truck barreling down the road. Cindy was crossing and looking down. The truck slammed into her and kept on going. Cindy lay there in a puddle of blood.
As quickly as the vision came, it was gone. Jimmy looked around and saw that he was in his room again. He glanced out the window and saw Cindy. "Cindy!" he shouted as he ran downstairs and out of the house. He shouted her name again, and she looked up. Jimmy saw the truck from his vision coming down the road. He jumped into Cindy and pushed her out of the way just as the truck went by them.
"Are you ok?" he asked as he helped her up. She stood there frozen. After a second she nodded her head. "Oh, thank god. I thought you were a goner," Jimmy told her as he wrapped her in a hug.
"You, you saved my life," Cindy said as she glanced from the road to Jimmy.
"Oh, it was nothing. No big deal," he told her as he started to walk away, a little freaked out by the whole thing.
Cindy grabbed his arm and stopped him. "Thank you," she said as she kissed his cheek. Jimmy blushed a little. "How did you know that truck was going to hit me?" she asked.
"I, I don't know," he told her as he ran off. What the heck just happened? he thought as he continued running. He had no idea where he was going, but he knew that he had to get away from what had just happened.