"The
floor shook violently under Logan’s feet, its rug jumping and sliding
in short, stiff bursts. The window to his side rattled, and he wondered
if the whole door might soon fall off. Lifelessly, Erin bounced from
her spot on the backseat and slid to the floor.
“She all right?” Peck asked, unable to take his eyes off the road.
Hailey turned to look over her shoulder. “Not stirring,” she said. “Keep driving.”
In their headlights, the broken highway cast shadows on itself long into the distance. Its potholes, jutting concrete, and black, wintry ice rushed in fragments and patches toward the run-down car. Peck weaved fast between frosty cracks and scattered debris, and the drone shrunk smaller in the window behind them. But Peck couldn’t avoid the road’s obstacles forever. Coming off a tight swerve, their back right wheel caught an old blown-out tire and Hailey yelled “Hold on!” as the whole car lurched forward with a panicked force.
It spun faster than it could turn. Its back wheels came up alongside its front. The driver’s side plowed ahead with an ear-piercing squeal of its tires, the left wheels leading the charge against an unforgiving road, front and back together hitting a street-wide crack, catching and stopping all at once. In one continuous motion, the passenger side reared up, getting ahead of itself, flipping end over end at a staggering speed. Metal on concrete. Glass shattering. Gravity shifting. The world rolled hopelessly outside. A car full of breathless screams.
They tumbled from the road."
“She all right?” Peck asked, unable to take his eyes off the road.
Hailey turned to look over her shoulder. “Not stirring,” she said. “Keep driving.”
In their headlights, the broken highway cast shadows on itself long into the distance. Its potholes, jutting concrete, and black, wintry ice rushed in fragments and patches toward the run-down car. Peck weaved fast between frosty cracks and scattered debris, and the drone shrunk smaller in the window behind them. But Peck couldn’t avoid the road’s obstacles forever. Coming off a tight swerve, their back right wheel caught an old blown-out tire and Hailey yelled “Hold on!” as the whole car lurched forward with a panicked force.
It spun faster than it could turn. Its back wheels came up alongside its front. The driver’s side plowed ahead with an ear-piercing squeal of its tires, the left wheels leading the charge against an unforgiving road, front and back together hitting a street-wide crack, catching and stopping all at once. In one continuous motion, the passenger side reared up, getting ahead of itself, flipping end over end at a staggering speed. Metal on concrete. Glass shattering. Gravity shifting. The world rolled hopelessly outside. A car full of breathless screams.
They tumbled from the road."
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