Lightning roared, his eyes turning fire red with madness. Cars swerved out of his way, they smashed into rocks, they killed themselves. The red racing car grew more and more powerful as he thundered down the rocky road, the glow getting brighter and brighter…but yet, he didn't want to be like this. He stopped in his tracks. And listened to the road. A helicopter zoomed overhead.
"Stop where you are. Do not move. This is the police. We have you surrounded."
"Oh shit…" Said Lightning to himself. Before he could move, the police had sedated him and took him off in the helicopter. They were flying top speed towards the police station. Then Lightning was hit at such a force that he was knocked out for quite some time.
Lightning woke next morning, groggy. He looked around. He was in a mental asylum. White walls padded with foam were all around him. There was NOTHING in the room with him, apart from a bed. His head was spinning, he couldn't remember anything, he couldn't think. There was a noise behind him. He looked round. There was Sally.
"Lightning, how could you do this?"
I'm sorry Sally, I don't know what came over me…its like I was possessed. Like…Christine." Lightning explained. He was worried what Sally would say.
"Lightning…can you remember what you did to me last night?"
"No. What did I do?"
"You dumped me Lightning, you dumped me. And I don't even know why I'm here, but I still love you. I cant stop thinking about you…what the fuck did you do last night!? Why did you do it!? I cant believe you Lightning!"
"Look Sally, the last thing I need is a lecture! I'm in here for no reason! Piss off!"
Sally didn't need anymore. She just drove out. Lightning suddenly burst into tears. He was supposed to love her, what was he doing? He had to sort this out-and fast!