I actually witnessed the scene of the car accident with my own eyes. The pale face of the deceased seemed to be asking me for help, and the empty eyes were like black holes, swallowing my soul. I screamed and tried to escape, but found that there was no one around, only my trembling figure and endless darkness. What's even weirder is that sometimes I see someone hurriedly walking past me, carrying a stretcher. Lying on it is a body with no signs of life. The skin is pale, like a wax statue. I close my eyes hard, but I can still see clearly.
