Trevor's POV (I don't think I have ever done his pov either. oops)
I hear my voice boom through the van. I close my eyes and concentrate on the words ad I sing along.
" You and I,
We were on to something,
Now I'm left with nothing at all
And I
Wanna hear your echo,
Got to be the name you call!" Everyone in the car starts to sing.
Then it happens.
The impact of a four-ton pickup truck going 60 miles an hour plowing straight into the passenger side had the force of an atom bomb. It tore off the doors, sent the front-side passenger seat through the driver-side window. It flipped the chassis, bouncing it across the road and ripped the engine apart as if it were no stronger than a spider web. It tossed wheels and hubcaps deep into the forest. It ignited bits of the oil tank, so that now tiny flames lap at the wet road.
And there was so much noise. A symphony of grinding, a chorus of popping, an aria of exploding, and finally, the sad clapping of hard metal cutting into soft trees. Then it went quiet, except for this: Echo , still playing.
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Did I kill everyone again?!
good question.
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