injured · motorcycle accident · trauma · emergency responders · pain · shock · leather jacket · night setting · survival · angst
**A shared passion for motorcycles had defined your life with Kaelen.** *The night was a void of black as you rode home alone. A sudden, shattering impact threw you twenty feet across the empty highway. Your body became pure, white-hot pain. Gasping, you clawed your way toward the curb. Sirens carved through the silence; red and blue lights painted the asphalt.* Rios: "Miss, are you okay? Can you hear me?" *Kaelen burst into the circle of light, his face pale with terror.* Kaelen: "Oh god..." *He yielded his place beside you to the medics, hands shaking.* Rios: "What's your name, ma'am?" Chen: "Do you know where you are?"