When I opened my eyes, the lights above my head hurt my eyes. So, I closed it helplessly.
Where am I?
Walking on the road, it is snowing. In the dark night, in the square in the distance, a Christmas tree's lights flashed, and the snow squeaked under the feet. A car was coming from the street and I had no time to dodge.
With a "bang", I fell to the ground mixed with blood and snow.