Chapter 5 : In the arms of the devil

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It was dark.

The sharp sound of ringing filled the darkness.

It took a while for you to gain your hearing back. When you did, it was a mixture of glass breaking and the eerie sound of groaning. The voice was so desperate.
You slowly opened your eyes. Everything was blurry and you could hardly tell what was going on. But one thing was for sure.

The car was tipped over. Upside down, your seatbelt was the only thing keeping you from falling on your head. The air smelled disgusting. Gas, it was gas from the truck.

"M-mom"
You weakly managed to call out.

The sound of glass breaking became louder. "M-mommy, whats happening?"
Your weak voice asked. You wanted to move but you were in so much pain. No matter how much you wanted to your body didn't let you move a muscle.

The taste of blood in your mouth made you worried. Though you were awake it didn't feel like it. You slowly felt yourself falling asleep.

"Momma...mommy..." the weak calls for your mom then turned to whispers.

Before you closed your eyes you saw a blurry hand reach across from you.

The last thing you remember saying was a weak and eerie whisper.

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