Sierra grabbed her car keys and headed to the hospital. she started remembering what had happened it was a cloudy and rainy night,john and I were riding home when some drunken idiot hit us from out of no where, he smashed into the driver’s side so hard that the cars batterie was thrown out of the vehicle and went through at least two windows. when the ambulance came john was unconcious and I was bleeding a lot, every inch of my shirt was covered in mine and some of john’s blood.when he was loaded onto the gurny and put in the ambulance I burst out in tears,”where are you taking my husband,please don’t seperate us he’s all I have.” As she refocused on where she was,she realised that she was on the same road the accident had happened. tears started to slowly drip down her cheeks,but she quickly regained herself.She had finally reached the hospital. “Hi,um,what room is my husband in?” “What’s his name?” “John Cordelle.” “room 364.” “thank you.”