Fleeting glimpses of faces half-remembered in the gloom. Screams, the sound of squealing tires, a sudden thump, a sickening crunch and a violent jolt followed by a sense of weightlessness and disassociation. The last thing you remember is an overwhelming feeling of guilt and regret, forcing its way through the chaos that surrounds you and then there is...
Second place (out of 26) in the Second Annual Interactive Fiction Competition.
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