Standing Still 42/100

I cannot bring myself to move at such a terrible, sickening sight. How could this happen to anyone? The cars are a twisted mess of iron and steel. There is a ton of blood everywhere and I think one of the cars is beginning to smoke. I stand still because I do not trust myself to move. Otherwise, I might empty the contents of my stomach. After a few minutes, I walk towards the black sedan, feeling drawn towards it. I look inside the blood-splattered window of the car and I am frightened at such a terrible sight.

I’m dead…?

Word Count: 100

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