A bright yellow Hummer slammed into the passenger side of Morgan’s tow truck. The world tilted on its axis as Morgan’s truck crumpled around them. Time seemed to slow around Morgan like a horror movie.
The windshield shattered, shards of glass exploding toward them. The metal frame of the car buckled. The submarine detached from the force of the blow and the truck flipped over and over, tumbling away from the road. The aching wail of twisting metal filled the cabin, while the sudden, jerking stop threw them violently forward in their seats. They rolled down into a ditch before finally slamming to a stop, still tilted on its side.
Sights and sounds returned slowly, a ringing filling Morgan's ears as he desperately clawed at the seat belt holding him hostage.
“Ty! Ty! Are you okay?” Blood
