After Being Hit by a Car, I Saw Something I Shouldn't Have Seen.

(No system) (The rules are scary) In order to save a passer-by who ran a red light, I was dragged into the driveway by his momentum, and watched his head smash into a watermelon on the telephone pole. I dusted off the ashes and got up. The drunk driver was handled by the police, and the deceased was handled by the funeral home. I was very satisfied with this division of labor. While the onlookers stared at the mess in horror, the minced meat was silently squirming and gathering behind me. They only saw blood, but they didn't see the claws of the hand slowly raising and pointing at my back.