Tragedy never wears a watch. It never chooses the time to do something bad to people. Prao goes to Wit and goes to the back. The instinct to survive told both of them to flee the scene. It came like a fish and slammed into the vehicle in the middle of the intersection like a torpedo fired from a ship of the Ministry of Defense. Some said it was a ten-wheeler with broken brakes. Some said it was a driver who was high on methamphetamine and was excited, so he slammed into the cars of the villagers until it was a disaster.
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That morning became chaos by default. There were more than twenty cars, pickup trucks, motorcycles, etc. that were injured. The smell of engine oil was pungent. The smell of blood was loud and the sounds of groans reflected the pain. The ten-wheeler that caused it was stuck face down at the base of the red light pole. The driver was face down on the steering wheel, unconscious. While dozens of other people were asleep without the chance to use their senses again forever. What the hell was this? It was an event that should never have happened in a modern area like this.
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"Wit!? Wit!? Where are you..?!"
The first sentence that Prao blurted out after the factory workers ran out to help.
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The police and rescue workers had already been called, and by the time they arrived, it was the morning shift workers who rushed out to help the injured. Some even came with water buckets, fire extinguishers, and hoses because they had to put out the fire on the road urgently. If an explosion occurred, this place would be no different from a sea of fire.
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"Ouch! My leg.. and my shoulder too..!"
"Ouch.. It hurts!!"
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The employee knew Prao well. He barely had to say anything to her. After looking at the mess on her leg and the blood that was gushing out of her back and soaking her shirt, he knew immediately that Prao had to be sent to the hospital, not to find someone. It just so happened that an emergency ambulance arrived. The siren sounded with alternating red and blue lights, maybe not as loud as the morning sun, but it was enough for the employee to wave and inform her that there was someone seriously injured here.
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"No! No! No! I'm fine. I won't go anywhere unless I see Wit. He was still in the car when he got hit! "
"What's going to happen to him?! I can't leave him! I have to see him first!!!"
The young woman burst into tears with worry. On top of that, she tried to struggle with the rescue workers with all her might. She didn't want to get off the stretcher easily.
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"Don't take me yet... Please... Help my boyfriend first. You have to help him! Sob... Sob... Sob... Sob... Sob..."
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The conversation seemed to go against the rush. There were still a bunch of injured people and the rescue workers must have their own procedures. Prao's bloody body and tearful face were taken into the ambulance without even giving her a chance. The last image before the back door was closed, Prao saw the employee who had helped her jump and wave to call for the rescue workers in a hurry. He pointed at the ten-wheel truck stuck at the electric pole.
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Under the tire, Prao's car was still crushed! Who was in there? Who did Prao say she couldn't escape in time when she was rear-ended? If not her lover, Wit! A heavy shock settled in her brain. The young woman lost consciousness, her eyes still frozen and blood flowing all over her body. She fainted like her plug had come out. The only good thing about this was that she fell asleep in the ambulance.
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Darkness covered the atmosphere. It was as quiet as it could be, and so quiet that she could hear her heartbeat. This indicated that Prao was terrified. She walked straight ahead, in a direction that she didn't know where the end was. She tried calling everyone she trusted, calling for her family, calling for her close friends, but nothing changed except for the increasing tiredness.
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"I know... Then let's call Wit. I wonder how he is doing now?"
Prao thought to herself and was about to open her mouth to speak.
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Thank goodness, at the furthest point, a spark of light suddenly appeared. Prao started walking faster, alternating with calling her boyfriend's name. Her footsteps felt wet. She couldn't help but feel some kind of water. Prao stepped faster, the sound of "jak jak", "jak jak" echoed in her ears. Moreover, she found that the more she called Wit's name, the sparkling light seemed to get closer to her.
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"It must be Wit.."
She thought before she started to change from walking to running and called him even louder. She was so worried about him that she wanted to ask him how he survived, where he was hurt, and why he let her do this alone.
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The soles of her feet started to feel heavy, her weight felt like it had turned to stone. Prao was tired like never before, sweat poured down her face. But it was good that now she had run to the point where the sparkling light was. There was a large figure sitting there hugging his knees, motionless. Looking through his back, it should be the outline of her boyfriend without a doubt. Prao started to step closer... closer and softer... until the water that used to be stagnant started to stop rippling.
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And then!
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"Wait a minute... This isn't water, it's blood! Blood flows from this person's back."
"There's blood everywhere..!!"
"All the time we've been stepping on his blood..!"
"Then..who..is he? Don't tell me..!"
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The slender body staggered until almost falling on the mysterious man's back. Prao unintentionally fell weakly. However, the touch at the moment they touched each other indicated that this was definitely the body of Wit, the man she loved.
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He started to glance at Prao who was face down next to him and tried to reach out her hand. It was consistent with Prao who also looked up to look. But instead of looking at each other with affection like lovers, it was replaced by a shrill and lost scream from the most beautiful person in the story, Prao.
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"Screeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"
"Wit, no! This isn't you! Why are you like this!"
"Your head! Your head! , Your head...it...it...came out!!!!"
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! , Eee ...
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It was true what Prao shouted. While lying face down in a pool of blood, she tried to look at the thick body turning down. It was Wit's face, 100 percent. Even though there was a small wound from the accident, she didn't think that the next thing she saw would be a sudden collapse of his neck! She saw her boyfriend's face, her eyes wide open and frozen. Then suddenly, his whole head fell off, rolling and hitting his chest and thighs, before bouncing down and turning to face her side, staring at her face, face to face, and breathing heavily...
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"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
The young lady vomited after screaming.
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Her body was so heavy that she couldn't stand up. The reason she couldn't move was because Wit's thick body, whose neck had dislocated, had fallen down on her body! This was a scary scene that was extremely hard to accept. It was too much for a fragile young woman like Prao to handle.
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And in the end, it was her who gave up on everything. She screamed until her voice was hoarse, begging God or any sacred being to help her before she went down by herself, lying face down, crying in a pool of blood. Desperate and hopeless..
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"Sob. , Sob. , Help..y...y.. , Help me...y..y..y "
"I can't stand this anymore...w...w "
"Someone help me... , Sob..y...y..y"
"Sob.., Sob..y..y.., Sob..y.., Sob..y.., Sob..y.."
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The hospital's signature disinfectant smell was pungent. The bright white lights on the ceiling of the recovery room were so bright that no ghost would dare to enter. There were 7 patient beds in this dormitory. Some relatives came to visit, depending on who heard the news of the accident that morning first. And I believe that there will be more and more.
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All the injured people in this room were not seriously injured, one of whom was Prao, who was lying on the far edge of the bed. Everyone saw the same thing: she was writhing in pain violently. On top of that, she kept screaming and shouting, so many nurses had to come and check on her several times. After half a day, the pain finally ended.
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"Huff! , Huff! , Huff! "
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"Huff... huff... huff... huff"
"Wit is dead...Wit is dead..."
"He left me... huff... huff..."
"His head came off his shoulders...!"
"No Wit... no..., no, no, no, you can't die like this! , huff, huff, huff..."
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Prao jolted up from the bed. She covered her face with her hands, describing everything she had heard without any regard to the sky or the earth, not caring where she was or what she was doing. All eyes in the recovery room were on her, including Wit, the man she loved, who was the subject of the issue. He had a small wound in his work clothes. And there was a soft cast on her right arm with a cloth hanging around her neck. He rushed in to hug her.
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"Shh! It's me, Prao. Calm down and calm down."
"I'm here. I'm with you all the time. Don't be afraid. Everything is over, my love.."
"Shh! Calm down. See, I'm fine. I'm still okay. Just look at me."
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The young man tried to use psychology to persuade her. He knew how scared Prao was from the trembling of her body. After that, the young lady slowly opened her eyes. This time, she did it on purpose, not letting him see the same horrifying image again. And it really worked. Prao smiled sweetly with relief. Her smile was so pure like a little child who had met her mother. I can tell you that in her life, Prao had never felt as comfortable as this time before.
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She started hugging him back without caring about other people's eyes. She immediately tried to tell her lover what she had just seen.
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"No! No need Prao! I know what you're going to say!"
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"B-but..it's so real.."
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"Oh!..no one knows nightmares better than me, my love.."
Wit lowered his eyes to look at her in his arms. He hugged her tighter as if he was afraid that they would really have to say goodbye.
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"Uh..and are you okay? Your arm and those wounds are okay, right? I saw that our car was hit by a copy. I thought..like..you might be hurt worse..I'm really worried about you."
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At this point, Wit didn't say anything. Then he started to tremble with fear. Unfortunately, his story wasn't a dream. He encountered it in broad daylight. The evil thing that had been trying to hurt him all along. He couldn't speak because if he spoke, Prao would be even more worried.
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"It's not just you who's scared, Prao..I'm scared too..to be honest, I don't know how to stop this, my love..I'm so scared..I'm scared that I won't be able to hug you like this anymore.. How long can we live like this together? I don't know.."
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He closed his eyes tightly, forced the tears back, and shrugged the shoulder with the broken arm to wipe away the tears so the woman in his arms wouldn't know. This showed how much hardship Wit had gone through. When Prao was sent to the hospital, he didn't know what Wit had to face under the wreckage of the car that was a copycat.
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Maybe he was going to die. But the fact that he survived and was only slightly hurt.. might be because "it" wasn't enough!!!