Creak! Eden closes the car door shut with force.
Alright, now I need to get this over and done with.
I check my mirrors and ensure my water bottle is filled before moving off. My trusty pair of blue sunglasses sit pretty atop piles of insurance letters in the storage unit. My rugged yet portable golden phone charger is right inside below the knobs compartment. My pen and tie are stuffed in the drink holders next to the handbrake. At the side door compartment holds my important health documents and my tickets to the theme park this weekend.
Where are my work documents? Well, they are inside a yellow envelope folder in the passenger seats.
I put my hands together and pray silently that my day will go according to plan. It is of utmost priority that nothing goes wrong today. And if it did, there is no plan B. I readily start the engine and confidently pull down the handbrake. But before I drive off, I have to ensure that my windows are clean. And after that was done, I check my key indicators on the car dashboard. My sequence may be wrong to most car drivers but they work well for me.
As I turn onto the main road, I pass by Charlotte at the sidewalk. She is early, walking comfortably nimbly towards her office.
The traffic lights is good today as I pass by five traffic junctions without a second of waiting. There is no gridlock on the roads either. I drive smoothly and turn into the major highway.
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There, I enable my autopilot mode on my touchscreen and sit back to rest and relax. I knew the dangers and cost of doing such a experimental thing. But I have done it many times over without issues and there are no reasons today will not be the same, I thought presumptively to myself. I switch off the music and put on a Audiobook to listen on this long commute. After all, I have over an hour to burn and there is nothing else to do; less I did something risky that would put me in danger like playing a game on the touchscreen or use my phone.
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I listen intentively to the audio while monitoring the traffic in front of me. While on autopilot, I also check the mirrors occasionally but they are not a priority to me. I like to live dangerously.
The traffic on the highways is light and easygoing. The electronic road signages on the board all flash a green normal. I drive into a undersea tunnel that stretches for five kilometres. I did that to partly get away from the sun. I breath deeply and fill my lungs with artificially generated air. It is ice cold and I am reinvigorated by it. A cloud of condensation form in front of my face and blurs my vision.
Screech!!!
The amazon green car on my left derails from the first lane and wonders the roads aimlessly. The car then crashes hard into the centre divider. The driver haphazardly walks out of the car unscath.
Boom! The car immediately went up in flames and the vehicle right behind it did not anticipate it in time and cannot dodge it. The driver turns a hard right and blocks off the rest of the three lane road. The asphalt melts in the heat of the flames as the first driver regains consciousness and tries to get the second driver out of harm's way. The smell of metal burning and dull petroleum leaks into the air.