The taxi spun violently, its frame buckling with every flip before slamming into the ground with a deafening crash. The force of the impact was catastrophic, and Ethan's body was hurled out of the vehicle like a projectile, smashing through the air before colliding with the side of a building.
The collision sent shockwaves through his body as he crumpled to the ground, motionless for a moment.
At that moment Ethan's chest heaved as he gasped for air, his head pounding and his limbs screaming in pain. It felt as though the world had gone silent, the chaos muted by the throbbing in his skull.
" Am I dead?"
The thought flickered in his mind, dark and unsettling.
Slowly, he forced his eyes open, his blurred vision sharpening just enough to take in the scene. His gaze locked onto the truck that had caused it all. It was speeding away, its taillights shrinking in the distance as though nothing had happened.
