Emma ducked as a flying motorcycle crashed into the building beside her.
"EMMA! GET DOWN!" Kael shouted, pulling her behind a concrete wall.
The motorcycle rider stood up, brushing dust off his jacket like nothing happened. His head was twisted at a weird angle and blood covered his face, but he was grinning.
"That was awesome!" he laughed. "I've always wanted to try that jump. Good thing I can come back if it goes wrong!"
Emma peeked around the wall and gasped. The whole street was chaos.
A woman was juggling chainsaws. A man was wrestling with a bear. Three teenagers were having a sword fight in traffic.
"What's happening?" Emma whispered.
"This is what happens when nobody's scared of death anymore," Kael said grimly. "People are doing crazy dangerous things because they think they can just come back."
A woman walked by carrying her own severed head under her arm. She waved cheerfully at Emma.
