#rollover accident

[caterpillarinacave]

RIP to the Fairchild family y'all would have hated driving on the freeway

[roses-red-and-pink]

One of our main roads yesterday had a HUGE accident on it last night. Took my husband 2 hours to get home (usually takes 15 min).

Traffic was rerouted and then tons of people got into smaller collisions on the unfamiliar, congested roads not meant to hold those levels of traffic.

If you’re wondering why this is relevant, I work at the collision reporting centre at my local police station so to say it’s busy here is an understatement

[lawhelps]

[goldberg-loren-car-accident-law]

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[mantha-has-fallen]

Another reason to just hit the deer: insurance. If your only option is to hit something, you're going to end up talking to your insurance company anyway.

Hitting a deer isn't considered a collision. Hitting a car while avoiding hitting a deer is. Even hitting a tree trying not to hit a deer is. You're not at fault with the deer, but you are if you hit the car or the tree. Accidents involving a deer are covered under comprehensive insurance. Accidents involving other vehicles are not. Accidents involving trees are not (unless it fell on your car and wasn't your tree).

If you were the insurance company that had to pay for the repairs, what would you rather pay for: A dented but salvageable car that hit a deer, a heavily dented and likely totaled car that hit a tree, or two totaled cars that hit each other head-on?

I'd choose the deer too.

(And if it's a moose, good luck. The damage from hitting a moose is that their weight goes on the roof of your vehicle, because their legs are long enough that the crumple zones on your car will ONLY hit the legs. And animals tend to fall when their legs are swept out from under them. Your best bet is trying to clip the rear end of the moose, so that their weight hopefully won't go on the car. And so their antlers don't go through your windshield, if it has them. Hitting the ditch or even the tree while avoiding the moose would probably net you less damage to your vehicle, but you'll be at-fault for those accidents)

Deer season is upon us.

1.) Wear your seatbelt.

2.) If your choice is swerve at high speed or hit the deer you plow Bambis mom like you’re an IT specialist with a secret Twitter account and it’s anthrocon weekend.

Deer are softer than trees. Deer are softer than rolling your car 8 times.

[sailorsun546]

I've been saying "I don't know how much longer I can do this" for about three years, so I guess I can keep doing this for a while but god damn.

I don't want to.

[jukeydragon]

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[virgobaby1111]

I’m very lucky to be here. September 3rd, 2023. I was the passenger in a rollover accident. I got ejected from this vehicle and it landed on top of me. At the time I was barely pushing 99 lbs. My left lung collapsed. My right kidney died. My liver got punctured. My ear got sliced in half and needed stitches. And the left side on my pelvic bone has a clean break front to back. The driver wouldn’t call anybody because he was scared to get in trouble and I was under here for about 10-15 minutes before the police and fire department arrived. I went unconscious as one of the officers was trying to talk to me and got automatically airlifted to a hospital. I am so lucky to be alive. And I am so grateful to have had somebody most definitely looking out for me on that day I will never be able to forget.

[majormisunderstanding]

Car Accident at Woodville. Children pose with an upturned Chevrolet, attended by a tow truck from Mitchell’s Garage. From around 1933, photographer unknown.

State Library of South Australia image no. B34595.

[oneshotnewbie]

r being the youngest hastings sisters and getting injured badly in front of her sister and mom PLEASE PLEASE MAKE IT AS ANGSTY AS POSSIBLE

Authors note: I realize that car accidents are pretty much overused these days as far as injuries go, but the only thing that came to mind was poisoning, which didn't fit with your desire for a badly injured reader. Apart from that, reader is one year older than Spencer

⚠️Trigger Warning⚠️ This one-shot includes the topic of a serious accident and blood. The plots are presented. If this triggers you too easily or you just can´t handle the subject, I urge you NOT to read this work. I am NOT embellishing this topic under any circumstance. Read at your own risk.

The rain pounded relentlessly against the windshield, turning the world outside into an endless, gloomy mass of darkness and rushing water. The headlights of Veronica Hastings' car cut through the darkness as she pulled her vehicle into position behind you and followed you while you carefully navigated through the darkness of the deserted highway, battling the heavy rain.

The weekend trip had originally been planned as a relaxing break. An opportunity for Veronica, Spencer and you to get a little distance from the city and all the stress. But now, late at night, the drive back felt anything but relaxing. The clouds were heavy and low, and the incessant lightning flashes kept making the sky glow eerily.

Spencer sat in the passenger seat and stared at the red taillights of your vehicle, which was driving along the road a few meters ahead of them. Veronica gripped the steering wheel tightly and kept glancing anxiously into the distance where she saw the back of your car. "We're almost home," she said, her voice calm but with a hint of tension.

"I can't wait," Spencer answered, her eyes alertly on the red glow of your brake lights. She saw you driving with concentration and caution - as always. "The rain makes driving so nerve-wracking."

"I know, honey," Veronica assured her calmly, her voice soft but focused as she gave her a quick sideways glance, her lips pressed into a thin line. "Just a few more miles and we'll be home."

Then, without warning, bright headlights flared up behind them, blazing so close that they bathed the interior of the car in a blinding light. Spencer turned abruptly in her seat, and saw the large, black SUV coming at them at breakneck speed. It seemed to take up the entire road, and the eerily aggressive sound of the engine cut through the rain.

"What the hell-" Spencer began, but the car was already speeding past them as if propelled by an invisible force. The water splashed across their windshield, leaving them momentarily driving blind. Veronica straightened, her eyes wide with incomprehension.

"Damn, what a mad-" but before she could finish her thought, she and Spencer watched as the SUV pulled dangerously to the right, then there was a violent jolt. The scene played out before their eyes as if someone had slowed down time. Spencer's heart skipped a beat and an ice-cold shiver ran down her spine. She looked at her mother as the SUV rammed the side of your car with full force. The impact was so violent that your car immediately skidded.

"Oh my God!" Spencer screamed, her voice a single, desperate cry as reflexively grabbed the dashboard, watched in shock as you tried to counter-steer the car and even managed to regain control for a moment.

Veronica, her eyes now wide, slammed on the brakes and held the steering wheel with all her strength. Their car skidded across the wet road as they watched in shock. The SUV slammed into your side once more, this time with such force that your car spun, left the lane, and drove into the guardrail that usually separated both lanes.

Your car flipped in the air once, twice, each time with a deafening metallic screech that echoed through the night's thunder. Each impact, each rollover, seemed to stretch time and accelerate it at the same time before you came to a stop on your roof in the oncoming lane. The front of the vehicle was crushed, and the airbag hung out of the shattered driver's side window like a limp white flag of surrender. It was barely recognizable.

It was a surreal moment - the darkness of the night, and the crash of each car part breaking off. Spencer felt her stomach clench as she saw the twisted shape of her your car.

Your mother held her breath and felt an ice-cold shiver run through her body. "Oh my God, no..." she whispered, her voice barely more than a strangled sound. Her heart was racing, her hands were shaking uncontrollably, and for a moment she didn't know what to do as her car came to a stop. It was as if everything had frozen - the sound of the rain, the smoke rising from the hood, the terrible silence that remained after the impact. She couldn't believe what had just happened before her eyes: her eldest daughter, who had just been driving safely ahead of them, was now probably unconscious and possibly seriously injured in a deformed wreck.

Spencer felt horror spreading like a cold mist in her head. Her heart was beating so fast it felt like it was going to rip out of her chest. "Y/n!" she screamed desperately, her voice a pure, trembling scream of terror. She ripped open the passenger door as soon as her mother's car had come to a stop and sprinted into the rain. She had a burning need to reach you.

She hurried through the pouring rain toward the destroyed car that lay in a cloud of smoke in front of her. The rain slapped her face like cold needles, and the headlights of her mother's car cast ghostly light on the wreckage of the accident. The sound of the crunching glass shards under her boots and the constant patter of the rain mixed into an oppressive roar. With every step across the wet asphalt, she felt the urgency growing. Spencer could hear the blood rushing in her ears, and the panic continued to rise within her.

Veronica stared at the scene in front of her, her hands still firmly on the steering wheel. "This can't be true," she whispered, her voice shaky, and she could barely breathe. Her mind refused to process the image - the horrible image that she would never forget.

It took a moment for her to break out of her trance, unbuckling her seatbelt with shaking hands and following Spencer into the rain. "Spencer, be careful! It could be dangerous!" she called, but her voice was choked by the tears that were gathering in her eyes. Everything in her screamed to protect you, to take you in her arms and make everything right again - but in front of her there was only the destroyed wreck and the terrible realization that there was nothing she could do to undo what had happened.

But Spencer did not respond to her mother's call. She felt the adrenaline flooding through her body and she felt an urgent need to rescue you alive while the SUV, that had caused the accident, had already disappeared again, as if it had never existed.

As they got closer, Veronica was the first to notice the extent of the damage in all its horror. The driver's door was dented, the metal bent as if a giant fist had crushed the car. Both could clearly smell the gasoline and smoke, an ominous smell that mixed with the metallic scent of blood. The gasoline dripped involuntarily from the broken tank. "The car could explode!" Veronica warned again, but her voice was so foreign, so full of panic, and she knew that her words had no effect. She herself felt like she was in a nightmare from which she could not wake up.

"We can't just leave her here! We have to get her out before it happens, mom!" Spencer knelt next to the driver's window and peered in. "Y/n! Can you hear me?" Her voice was choked with tears and she knocked on the broken window frame, but there was no answer from you.

Veronica didn't hesitate for a moment and knelt down next to you both, both hands outstretched. The sight that awaited her almost took her breath away: you were hanging motionless upside down in the seat, your head leaning limply to the side, and the light from the headlights fell on your blood-stained hair and face. Veronica could see blood streaking your temples, cheeks and neck, while your breathing was barely noticeable. She could hardly recognize you anymore. "She's unconscious!" she cried out desperately and tried to open the door. She shook it, but it didn't move a millimeter.

Together they pulled at the jammed door until it finally gave way and they got it open. A gust of smoke hit them, and Spencer coughed as she immediately set about freeing you from the seat. Her hands were cut by the shards of glass, and her breathing was in gasps, but she didn't feel the pain. Even though every breath felt like a stab to her heart, she would never leave you behind.

"Y/n, please.." Spencer begged, her voice choked with fear. She gave in as her mother gently pushed her aside and moved to free you. So without hesitation, Spencer reached into her jacket pocket and pulled out her phone, her shaking fingers on the screen as she dialed 911. "Come on, come on.." she whispered, her hands slick with blood and rain. She struggled to hold the device steady enough to type in the right number. The connection was established, and she waited, her heart racing as her hand reached for yours.

Veronica leaned deeper into the wrecked car, the smoke and metallic smell of blood and gasoline now stinging her nose even more. "Y/n, my love. Can you hear me? Please, wake up. We're here. I'm here, sweetheart.." Her voice broke off as she tried to pull you out of the seat, but the belt had wrapped itself tightly around your body and wouldn't come off. Her hands slid over the blood-stained fabric of your shirt as she tried to loosen the belt, but her own fingers were shaking so much that it seemed impossible. "Please, wake up.." she whispered, tears mixing with the rain running down her face.

Spencer was now speaking frantically into the phone, her voice anxious and fluttering. "My sister had an accident. She is unconscious and seriously injured, please send an ambulance and the fire department immediately! The car is upside down and gasoline is leaking!" she screamed into the line. "We're on the highway toward Rosewood," she hesitated, trying to remember a precise description, but her eyes were glued to you, and the world around her seemed to blur. She felt desperation gripping her like an icy grip. The operator on the other end spoke soothingly to her, promising to send help, but the minutes seemed to stretch on endlessly as the rain pounded harder and harder against them.

Veronica desperately tried to pull on the belt, trying to free you from the vehicle. She felt your cold skin beneath her fingertips, felt her own trembling and the weight of fear settling on her chest. "Come on, come on, baby... stay with us," she pleaded, trying to pull the belt through with all her strength, ignoring her own exhaustion. It was as if time was passing at an agonizing slowness.

Suddenly Spencer's phone vibrated in her hand and for a moment she was confused. Who could be writing to her at this moment? But when she read the message, her blood froze in her veins. The words glowed at her: "See what happens if you're not careful? This time it was just a warning."

Her fingers froze and for a moment everything around her was silent. Everything disappeared in that terrible, icy moment as the reality of the message sank into her consciousness. "A." Spencer felt the ground beneath her knees threatening to give way, despair mixing with a terrible feeling of helplessness. This was no accident. "A" had struck again and this time he was directly after you.

"Spencer, what's wrong?" Veronica called without looking up as she continued to struggle to unbuckle the belt and free you. Spencer blinked, shook herself out of her trance and put the phone away. "It's... it's nothing," she lied with a trembling voice, her hands reaching for the belt, struggling with the metal clip that had bent and was holding you in the seat.

"Spencer, I need your help now, we have to get her out of there," your mother said with determination. She sounded so motherly, so protective, that it almost broke Spencer's heart. She looked into the eyes of her mother, who knew nothing about "A," who just wanted to save her daughter at that moment.

Spencer fought to stay calm, her eyes burning with tears. "I'm here Mom, what should I do?" she continued shortly after, waiting for further instructions from her mother. "I'm going to get her out of there now. You have to support her head as soon as I move her, okay?"

Together they finally managed to unbuckle the belt. They both carefully pulled you out of the wrecked car, their movements slow and controlled so as not to cause any further injuries. Spencer felt more warm blood on her hands as she pulled you out of the wreckage. "We'll get through this, we'll get through this," she whispered, both to herself and to Veronica.

The cold of the rain crept through both of their clothes, but that didn't matter. All Veronica felt was the paralyzing fear for her child. "Stay with us, baby..." she whispered to you as she held back more tears of despair and laid you gently on the wet asphalt, her hands still shaking, and she stroked your hair, which was soaked by the rain and matted with blood, tensely. "Spencer, she looks so bad."

"She's still breathing, Mom. That's a good sign," she said carefully, examining your limp and heavy body. Your face was pale and blood dripped from a deep wound on the back of your head and forehead. Your breathing became shallower with every second.

"You are strong, honey, we are here... we won't leave you alone," your mother said as her tears melted into the rain.

Spencer heard the sirens of the approaching ambulance in the distance, but the words of the message echoed in her head. She could hardly breathe as the realization slowly cut through her chest like a sharp pain. "A" had put you in this situation and now you were lying on her lap, bleeding.

Spencer looked at her mother, who was waiting for the emergency services to arrive with panic in her eyes, completely unaware that this was all no accident. "Mom..." Spencer said, her voice shaking, and she looked at her mother. But Veronica knew nothing about "A" and the dark power that was descending upon her family.

Spencer felt the chill of realization run through her body and Veronica saw the look on her face and knew something was wrong, but she couldn't form the words. All she could do was hold her older daughter's hand and pray that the ambulance would arrive in time.

Spencer felt weak and lost like never before. The uncertainty of whether you would survive never left her. She knew this was just the beginning of a new nightmare. "A" continued to play with them, and her sister was paying the price.

[hayatheauthor]

Crafting Realistic Car Accidents in Fiction: A Writer's Guide

Welcome, fellow writers, to another installment in my series on crafting realistic scenes in fiction. Today, I'm diving into the intricate world of car accidents and exploring how to portray them authentically on the page.

Car accidents are a common occurrence in both real life and fiction, but capturing their intensity and complexity in writing can be a challenging task. Whether your characters are involved in a minor fender-bender or a catastrophic collision, it's crucial to approach these scenes with care and attention to detail.

In this blog post, I'll discuss the mechanics of car accidents, the physical and emotional effects on characters, legal considerations, and more. By understanding the intricacies of car accidents and how they impact those involved, you'll be better equipped to create compelling and realistic scenes that resonate with your readers.

Types of Car Accidents

When crafting a car accident scene, it's essential to first understand the different types of accidents that can occur on the road. Each type has its own characteristics, causes, and potential consequences, so let's explore some of the most common ones:

Rear-End Collisions: These occur when one vehicle crashes into the back of another. They're often caused by tailgating, distracted driving, or sudden stops.

Head-On Collisions: In these accidents, the front ends of two vehicles collide with each other. They're typically the most severe type of accident and can result in serious injuries or fatalities.

Side-Impact Collisions (T-Bone Accidents): These occur when the front of one vehicle strikes the side of another. They often happen at intersections and can result in injuries to the occupants on the impacted side of the vehicle.

Rollover Accidents: These occur when a vehicle tips over onto its side or roof. They're more common in SUVs and trucks and can result from factors like excessive speed, sharp turns, or collisions with obstacles.

Single-Vehicle Accidents: These involve only one vehicle and can occur due to factors like driver error, adverse weather conditions, or mechanical failures.

Understanding the different types of car accidents is essential for accurately depicting them in your writing. Consider the specific circumstances of your scene and choose the type of accident that best fits your narrative and the characters involved.

Wounds and Injuries Based on Position in the Car

In a car accident, the injuries sustained by occupants can vary depending on their position within the vehicle. Let's explore the potential wounds and injuries for passengers in different seating positions:

Front-Seat Occupants:

Driver: The driver is often at higher risk for injuries due to their proximity to the steering wheel and dashboard. Common injuries include head trauma, chest contusions from the airbag deployment, and knee injuries from impact with the dashboard.

Front Passenger: Similar to the driver, the front passenger may experience head, chest, and knee injuries. Additionally, they may sustain injuries to their arms and legs from impact with the dashboard or door.

Rear-Seat Occupants:

Middle Seat: In a rear-end collision, the middle-seat occupant may experience whiplash injuries due to the force of impact from behind. They may also sustain injuries to their head, neck, and spine.

Side Seats: Rear-seat passengers seated on the sides of the vehicle may be at risk for injuries to their head, neck, and shoulders from impact with the interior of the car or other passengers.

Back-Seat Occupants:

Rear Middle Seat: Similar to the middle-seat occupant in the rear, injuries may include whiplash and impact injuries to the head and neck.

Side Seats: Back-seat passengers seated on the sides of the vehicle may experience injuries to their head, neck, and torso from impact with the car's interior or other passengers.

Understanding the potential injuries based on seating position can help you accurately depict the consequences of a car accident in your writing. Consider the dynamics of your scene and the positions of your characters to determine the most realistic injuries for each individual.

Realistic Severity of Injuries in Car Accidents

While car accidents can result in various injuries, it's essential to maintain realism when portraying the potential severity of these incidents in your writing. Here's a breakdown of some severe outcomes and their plausibility:

Coma:

Plausibility: Entering a coma following a car accident is rare but possible, especially in cases of traumatic brain injury (TBI). The severity and location of the head trauma significantly impact the likelihood of a coma.

Circumstances: A character may fall into a coma if they sustain severe head injuries due to significant impact force or if they experience prolonged loss of oxygen to the brain.

Death:

Plausibility: Fatalities can occur in car accidents, particularly in high-speed collisions or accidents involving multiple vehicles. However, the likelihood of death depends on various factors such as the force of impact, the use of safety measures, and the overall health of the individuals involved.

Circumstances: Death may result from severe injuries to vital organs, excessive blood loss, or traumatic injuries that are incompatible with life.

Severe Injuries:

Plausibility: Severe injuries like multiple fractures, spinal cord injuries, or internal organ damage are more common in high-impact collisions. The extent of these injuries varies based on factors such as the speed of the vehicles and the use of safety restraints.

Circumstances: Severe injuries can occur when individuals experience significant force during a collision, leading to trauma to the bones, spine, or internal organs.

When depicting severe outcomes in your writing, it's crucial to consider the plausibility of these scenarios given the specific circumstances of the car accident. Strive for authenticity and realism while maintaining the integrity of your narrative.

Character Development and Plot Implications

In addition to accurately portraying the physical consequences of a car accident, it's crucial to consider the broader implications for your characters and storyline. Here's how car accidents can impact character development and plot progression:

Trauma and Psychological Effects:

Survivors of car accidents may experience a range of psychological effects, including post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD), anxiety, and depression. Explore how the trauma of the accident shapes your characters' emotions, behaviors, and relationships in the aftermath.

Consider how individual characters cope with their experiences differently. Some may seek therapy or support groups, while others may resort to unhealthy coping mechanisms like substance abuse or avoidance.

Relationships and Interactions:

Car accidents can serve as catalysts for changes in relationships between characters. Consider how the accident affects the dynamics between family members, friends, or romantic partners. It may deepen bonds as characters support each other through recovery, or it could strain relationships due to guilt, blame, or unresolved trauma.

Explore how the accident impacts interactions between characters who were involved in the collision and those who were not. Guilt, survivor's guilt, or resentment may arise, leading to conflicts or shifts in allegiances.

Plot Progression and Conflict:

Integrate the car accident seamlessly into your plot, ensuring that it serves a purpose beyond a mere plot device. Use the aftermath of the accident to drive the narrative forward, introducing new challenges, conflicts, or revelations for your characters to navigate.

Consider the long-term consequences of the accident on your characters' goals and aspirations. It may derail their plans, force them to reassess their priorities, or propel them into unexpected directions.

By exploring the psychological, relational, and narrative implications of a car accident, you can enrich your story and deepen your characters' development. Embrace the complexities of their experiences and use them to propel your plot forward in meaningful ways.

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[foxlightnights]

there is hope for trans men (and ALL trans people) beyond 20 by the way. i’m 34 years old, just started testosterone this year. after 20 years old, i survived:

- another suicide attempt after my first two at 18 and 19

- gatekeeping, psychiatric mistreatment and abuse

- sexual assault

- drug addiction (i began recovery at 24 years old, after being addicted for eight years)

- being homeless

- a severe rollover car accident that contributed to disabling me, including a traumatic brain injury

- a domestic violence situation of five years with a cis man who was a manipulative, violent misogynist

AND i live in the southern united states, so don’t think you’re excluded either. i felt left behind for many years by communities over this, so i know how it feels.

there IS hope. there is so much hope!

[whump-or-whatever]

Farm Whump Prompt List

Tractor rollover

Fall into grain silo

Kicked by horse/cow

Caught in machinery

Fall off horse

Slip on spilled milk

Shackled up in a barn

On the run hiding out in the hay loft

Run over by hay trailer

Crash the farm truck

No rain and the crops are failing, everyone’s starving

Pass out from heat illness/dehydration out in the field

Accident chopping wood

Tornado (cause wizard of oz)

Getting chased around by a giant with a taste for human flesh because instead of selling your cows at market for money you exchanged them for some magic beans

[spicyclover]

The accident that caused our love | Part one

Summary: You love him, and he loves you, but none of you dare to take the first step. However, this is the season's last race, and you are ready to find him to admit that you are in love with him, but it appears the universe decided to get in your way.

Hope you’ll enjoy this part. Let me know in the comments section! And to support me by tipping me!

Little information, I will, for now, only post on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays.

Thank you, and Enjoy! :)

Lots of love, xxx Spicy Clover

This is the season's last race, and you just got to Abu Dhabi airport. Having missed your connection in Spain, you had to wait several hours before successfully boarding another plane.

Frustrated, you get your backpack in the cabin and run to get out once you get off the plane and through customs. All taxis are taken, and renting a car must take at least three hours. You then decide to take a motorcycle. «What could be so different from a car?» You said to yourself, taking the bike's keys in your hands.

You manage to get out of the parking lot without difficulty and finally arrive on the highway. You try to keep a reasonable speed, but time is running out, so you start slaloming between the cars as best you can. At the same time, you are not very comfortable on your bike because you must have driven what? Twice in your life.

You have about ten minutes before you get to the circuit when suddenly, you feel your bike derailed, and you lose control. The minutes slow down, and you try to figure out what’s happening. However, you don’t have time to think long enough that you’re rushing into the security fence at full speed.

The impact was so strong that you were immediately ejected from the vehicle. You glided head-first into the ravine and made a few rollovers before your head violently hit a piece of your motorcycle.

You’re losing consciousness, a lot of blood around you.

Fortunately for you, being close to the circuit, the dryers intervened quickly, and you could be taken to the hospital urgently.

In the meantime, Carlos has repeatedly tried to reach you by telephone. He begins to worry and no longer focuses on what his strategist tells him. He suddenly hears ambulances leaving in the distance. Surprised, he does not understand why the ambulances of the circuit leave towards the highway on the outskirts of the circuit.

A few minutes later, the FIA announced that the race would be delayed because of a severe accident. Carlos tries again to reach you, and the phone finally picks up.

“Allo?”

“Hermosa, where are you? I just heard there was a big accident. Are you okay?” Carlos quickly exclaims. 

“Who is this?” Said the voice once again.

“Carlos. Who are you?” He asks, confused. 

“I’m Khalid, a paramedic. I have the personal effects of one of the wounded. Can you tell me if she has any close family here?”

“She’s hurt?”

“I can’t revile any information to non-members of the family. Can you statues your relationship with my patient?”

“Am... am her boyfriend.”

“Okay, she’s in an ambulance toward Seha Emirates Hospital. You’ll be able to find her there with her belongings.” The paramedic finished and hung up the phone leaving Carlos speechless.

The garage went silent, listening to the conversation. Nobody dares to speak or even move, and only Charles comes to Carlos and takes him in his arms. Tears fall, and he can’t seem to process any information. Just lost in a loop of confusion and fear. 

After several minutes in comfort, Charles finally declared they were going to the hospital. The Ferrari manager doesn’t even have time to add anything. Charles gives him a black look and comes out of the garage holding Carlos by the shoulders.

The vast majority of the Paddock have heard about the accident, and everyone is learning about the victims of this one, which allows the two men to travel the way to Charles' car without any interest.

To be continued...