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I was only vaguely aware that I was dying Mostly, I was concerned with the pounding inofprecariously over the side of a cliff

My seatbelt was cutting into my throat and jaw I pushed it aside onto my shoulder, but the moment I moved, h my nose Don’t throw up Don’t throw up Don’t throw up…

Very slowly, I becaainst the roof of my car Once my senses returned toObviously one of the car doors was open Opening ain, I saw that it was mine

The start of a screale instead I could feel , alht

Shit Shit I am so fucked

I blinked away a strea down my forehead and stared at the chasm below The cliffside was sheer and dropped into a void of iuard rail toppled into it, disappearing long before I heard it hit the ground

My stoain Cold adrenaline seeped into my veins Okay That was bad Don’t look down

I forced h skewed at a steep angle I could see darkness behindy streetla on

A memory flashed: I was onthrough the mountains when the storm hit Then I’d hydroplaned around a bend Wet roads were a bitch

I didn’t remember much after that Obviously I’d hit my head Briefly, I wondered what other memories I had lost

But I couldn’t think about that now Not when I was teetering on the edge of a cliff and facing certain doom

I was too afraid to , and I was sure that if I did, it’d be enough to send roped the console and passenger’s seat for my phone If I was lucky, it’d still be in here If I was really lucky, it’d be within reach

No dice on either front I was stranded and alone, and judging by how under-used this road was at this hour and in these conditions, it’d stay that way I was about to die a very horrible death

Unless a miracle happened by in the next few minutes, my remains would beco hatever was left of my car

My heart was racing, which in ical part of my brain told od was listening, but it was just a whisper co up inside of et out of the car

“Oh, God,” Iin my throat

The car shifted again, followed by a horrific shriek of ainst the side ofdrop, and a sudden stop were the few inches between the portion of e and my back end, still precariously planted on terra fir smaller and smaller as the seconds crept by

Another s fro down fro, but when you’re seconds frorave, a desperate call for yourto be ashamed of

It all seemed hopeless until I heard his voice

“Ma’aht?”

I couldn’t believe it My mind tried to tell me that no one could have come by so fast, that this place was in the ht floated through the darkness and I heard the angelic sound of his voice once again

“Ma’aan to entertain the possibility of God being real “I’et you out of the car”

I tried to speak, tried to warn hie into the dark abyss, but all I could le