You distinctly remember the headlights coming closer and closer, growing brighter and brighter. You heard the tires screeching to a halt. Too late. All is black...
"Casidy..." you hear someone call your name. You know that voice.
"Momma!" you call out into the nothingness that surround you.
You see a wispy figure off in the distance; it is waving at you. You get up and run toward the figure and before you can really confirm it was your mother, it wisps away leaving you in silence...and lonely. Eyes burning, tears trickling down your face, you look around desperately and find a tunnel. You notice that it is dark and uninviting, but with a tiny spec of light at the end. It seems to be your only way out of here--wherever here is. Then you see someone standing off to your side....
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