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Bad Angel
Salvage Sans Salvation
Chapter 1 Page 1
Bad Angel
Salvage Sans Salvation
Chapter 1 Page 1
1. Salvage Sans Salvation
On Tuesday, December 31, something awful happened to middle-aged Christen Bass and a young girl named Ashley Austin. The implacable, inscrutable hand of fate delivered to them both that day a certain sort of doom, which came crushing down upon them with all the terrible surprise and awesome weight of a mountainside cut loose without warning. Theirs was not a happy way to go, as it was a passing of blood and guts and gruesome, wicked, mortal cuts. Their destiny came as a bone shattering blast of concrete, steel, glass and human tissue, all swimming in excruciating agony that stopped time and dragged seconds to the length of hours.
After he rounded the darkened corner of a rain-slick, night-bound street, and his left front wheel rolled into a gaping manhole that an unknown prankster had uncovered for fun, Christen knew he must die. He saw the child standing near the curb across the wide, empty avenue, waiting alone in the evening. As soon as he saw her, his heart sank, and he knew she must die, too.
When the shaft of his steering wheel snapped with a sudden, sharp spin, both his arms snapped in the same moment, jerking his head sharply to the left, shattering the windshield with his skull. Before his car spun out of control, Christen's head and body rebounded violently to the right, crushing several of his ribs over the shifter jutting from the vehicle's center console. Now his mind swam with breathless pain and stunned confusion.
Stars filled his vision, while the impact pressed his lids tightly shut with a miserable squint, sparing him the gut-wrenching vision of his wildly tumbling sedan careening across the street, sparks and shattered parts flying. He heard her scream shrilly, and Christen watched Ashley die. Her terrified shriek came to an abrupt end, and his smashed machine rolled over her mangled body without ceremony or grace.
Firemen pried him from the tangled ruin of his car an hour later, and then revived him with their cruel machines. His vision instantly filled with a bizarre, stop motion replay of the accident, ending with his last memory of it; Ashley's startled face.
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