Pain. That was the first thing I felt. A searing, burning pain spreading through my body like wildfire.
I was lying on the cold pavement, my vision flickering as the sounds of panicked voices echoed around me. The metallic scent of blood filled the air—my blood. My body refused to move, no matter how much I willed it to.
"Damn it… not like this…"
Flashes of what happened just moments ago played in my mind.
A child. A speeding truck. My body moving on instinct.
And then—impact.
The force had sent me flying, my body crashing onto the concrete like a ragdoll. I knew it the moment I hit the ground—this was it. My time was up.
The child's cries rang in my ears as blurred figures rushed to my side. Someone was yelling for help. Another was trying to keep me awake. But it was too late.
My eyelids felt heavier by the second. Memories of my life surged forward—every joy, every hardship, every person I ever cared about. My family. My friends. And her…
"So, this is how it ends?"
A bitter smile formed on my lips as my mind drifted.
"I wish… I could have done more…"
And then—darkness.