Traffic Jam

Part 2

To Amy it seemed like everything was happening in slow motion as she waited for the impact. She knew it would come because she had nowhere to go even if she had time to move. Her car was surrounded by other cars and if she got out she may have been worse off without the protection of her vehicle. In a split second she accepted the inevitable and taking a deep breath, braced herself. Closing her eyes, she prayed, something she hadn’t done since she was a kid, as the deafening sound of grinding metal closed in on her. She didn’t look. Keeping her eyes shut, she felt a peace settle within her just before everything went black.

Traffic Jam

Amy blew out her breath with annoyance as traffic once again came to a standstill. She loved her job but hated driving home in peak hour traffic. It frustrated her no end that it took forty minutes to cover the same ground it would take twenty minutes to cover at any other time. Watching the stream of tail lights laid out in front of her in the dim twilight, she knew she wouldn’t be going anywhere for a while and turned her head to look out the side window.

Lost in her thoughts, Amy was jolted back to the present on hearing the ominous sound of tyres screeching, followed by a loud metal on metal crunch as a horn started blaring. Her head spinning around she searched the other side of the road for the source of the noise, hoping the accident wasn’t too bad and that nobody was hurt. But she couldn’t see anything. Then as her gaze flicked up to the rear view mirror her eyes widened in horror as she watched the cars behind her crumple and twist in turn as each one was rammed into the next.