15/04/2024
Before I was even awake, I grouped myself in a fetal position and spun around inside the trunk like a centrifuge. The last blow was the worst, and I thought that I was probably the only survivor of the crew. I climbed out of the trunk. The car was smoking, the doors began to open, and one by one people fell out of the car. To our mutual amazement everyone turned out to be alive and at first glance almost healthy. The cab pillars had not folded down, because the roof was covered by a large solid trunk. The windshield was broken, the wheels were loose. Strangely enough, the music was still playing.
