<strong>Sana Lysenko<br/>Shopping center parking lot<br/>/w Mayson</strong><br/><hr/><br/>When the morning arrived, Sana let her girlfriend sleep in while she went out for a run. It was a good morning for a run. The sky was clear, the air had a fresh little breeze, it was warm but not overly warm. Some creepy guy dressed in jeans jogged up beside her and started flirting but she had blown him off. He clearly was not there to jog in those clothes. On the last leg of her run she swung by the coffee shop and picked up some veggie breakfast specials and a couple drinks then walked the rest of the way home.<br/><br/>She slipped inside the apartment and sprung breakfast on her girlfriend in bed. It was a good morning, a little breakfast, then a nice shower with the love of her life and happy endings all around.<em>Oh yes</em>, she enjoyed those happy endings.<br/><br/><em>That afternoon...</em><br/><br/>Riding along in the car, Sana smiled and glanced over at Mayson. She could still picture her in the shower together.<em>Mmmm, nice thoughts.</em><br/><br/>Sana had opted for jean shorts and a black tank top today. She wore a good pair of cross trainers and felt very casual. It hadn't been her plan to dress casual but with the commotion last night she wasn't in the mood to, "pretty herself up." The evening had depressed her a bit, probably more so because it seemed to distress Mayson so much. She was such a sensitive girl, always worried about her friends or something. A caring and gentle spirit, or so that's how Sana saw her.<br/><br/>The radio died and it seemed like the air conditioning cut out as well. So she reached for the dash and got a shock off of it. The rest was a blur after that as the sound of the impact filled her ears followed with more screeching and crashing sounds. Then it all got really blurry. There was a ringing in her ears and a distorted sound. Her eyes lashes fluttered open but something wet was all over her face.<em>Am I in the water? Where am I?</em>Her thoughts were heavy like a dream.<br/><br/>The distorted sounds cleared up and a voice cut through them.<br/><br/><em>"... Please baby, say something...oh god...I'm sorry..." Tears began to flow from Mayson.</em><br/><br/>Sana groaned,<strong>"What the fuck just happened?"</strong>She struggled against the seat belt not fully realizing where she was or what was going on. Her hand plucked at the restraints and she twisted and turned while beginning to kick. When her hand and forearm smacked into the window it smeared blood all over it and sent a jolt of pain through her arm. "The fuck?!"<br/><br/>Calming down she looked over Mayson,<strong>"I'm alright... I think... Are you alright?"</strong>She reached out for Mayson and got caught up in the restraints again.<strong>"You're hurt. You're bleeding."</strong><br/><br/>Outside the car people had rushed over. A couple of young men were prying the doors open. There voices seemed distant as they asked if they were alright and told them not to move.<br/><br/>Inside the car, Sana found and held onto Mayson's hand.