I Was in the Middle of a Field

When I became aware of myself again I realised I was in the middle of a field and quite a distance from the road. The tracks behind me showed where I had skidded into the dirt. Luckily I hadn't hit anything or flipped over but smoke billowed from the engine of my poor old Astra and it was clear I wasn't going anywhere. It was dark and the time on my dashboard said 12 minutes past 11. My phone said the same thing. Had I been driving for hours or had I spent even longer with Evan's body than I thought?Had I just been sitting there in my smoking car all that time? It didn't matter. The rain was beating down

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