People say that I’m a terrible driver but that’s not true. They just always get in a car with me on a bad day. So, I went alone and took the brand-new car that I got for free out for a test drive and ended up in a place that I never could have imagined. It would be bad luck to have a new car disaster on day one right? I was positive that I would be ok.
It was a beautiful day, and I was feeling on top of the world as I hopped into my shiny new car and hit the road. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and I was ready to take on the world.
New Car Disaster | To The Track
As the sun began to set on the horizon, I couldn’t help but feel a surge of adrenaline coursing through my veins. I had been waiting for this moment all week – the chance to finally test out my new car on the track.
I strapped myself into the driver’s seat and revved the engine, feeling the power of the car beneath me. As I made myself comfortable, I floored the accelerator and shot off down the track.
The wind whipped through my hair as I flew around the turns, the tires screeching against the pavement. I was in the zone, completely focused on the road ahead.
But as I came around the final bend, I misjudged the turn and found myself careening straight towards the barrier. The car hit the concrete at high speed, bouncing and flipping through the air before finally exploding in mid-air.
As I sat there, dazed and disoriented, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of devastation wash over me. My car was a mangled mess, the result of my own reckless driving.
I don’t remember what happened next, everything went dark and silent.
New Car Disaster | Oh No
I started to come around as the sound of sirens filled the air, my mind was filled with a sense of panic.
I felt myself being lifted onto a stretcher. It was then that I tried to protest, to tell them I was okay, but my lips wouldn’t move.
My mind raced as I tried to piece together what had happened. Slowly, the memories came back to me – the car, the impact, the pain.
I was grateful to be alive but filled with a sense of guilt. I knew that I had been reckless, not paying attention to the road. There was no doubt that I had been lucky, but I knew I couldn’t let it happen again.
From what I can tell, at the hospital, the doctors worked tirelessly to try and revive me. They injected me with medications and shocked my heart with a defibrillator, but nothing seemed to work for them.
I felt everything, I was conscious and lucid but they would not realize it. Suddenly I heard the doctors’ voice telling them the time of death.
“I AM NOT DEAD” those were the words that I tried to scream but nothing came out.
I should have stuck with being a whore, at least having sex didn’t get me in this much trouble.
The room was cold and sterile, the fluorescent lights casting a harsh glow on me. Dr. Kane stood over me, his face etched with a mixture of sadness and professionalism.
He had seen many bodies in his time I’m sure, but I think I was different. One time, he tried to get me pregnant once while I was working on shift at Candy’s All-Inclusive Sex Hotel. He sighed and began his work, carefully examining my body and taking notes. Obviously not carefully enough or he would have worked out that…
I AM NOT DEAD
He gave me one last look before reaching up and putting a price on a board above my head before finally turning and walking out of the room.
I know what that board is, I know what this morgue is.
This is Dr Kanes AFK Sex Morgue and now I’m stuck here until someone works out that I’m not dead. Who knows who will come and fuck me while I’m stuck here.
I guess there could be worse places to end up.