Lucid Intent? No
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I was in a room with two men I don't know and Tim Vines. We looked out the window and saw some clouds that looked like jellyfish. They were white with small parts below them. They stood out against Tucson mountains and a storm cloud. Tim Vines said they were called jellyfish clouds. I said I saw a jellyfish on a beach. It was tiny and blue.
An old man came in the room. I thought of calling him grandpa even though he wasn't either of my grandfathers. Then I saw my real grandpa outside the door. This old stranger was slow moving and seemed to annoy the guys in the room.
Then Tim Vines was outside. There was a road outside the window. We watched as he goofed around in a parking lot. Then a car ran through the intersection and hit another.
That caused a chain reaction of crashes. Two parked cars rammed into Tim Vines. I covered my eyes. There was no sound. I looked and saw him lying between some cars. He looked badly hurt or dead. I couldn't think. My brother was in the room and called 911.
He listed the address but got it wrong. He said the address of the building we were in. The road intersecting outside was Swan. Hr was able to get the block right because the building was in the same block.
Then Tara went outside (I don't know where she was before, but apparently she was in the room with us). The cars were still crashing, and she got hit too! Her body and Tim Vines' body were near each other under some cars. It looked like one had lost an arm and the other had been decapitated.
Some shopkeeper outside started using a hose to wash the road. The bodies were now out of view. The street filled up with water and then the water turned red. I thought there was no blood in the crash, so where was this blood coming from?
I opened the door and walked in the hall. My mom came out of a room and was crying. She had a phone in her hand. I thought she got confirmation that Tim Vines and Tara had died. I got really scared and asked her what she knew. She said she was on the phone with Uncle Mike's wife and that his wife was pregnant. Mike didn't care about the baby, and his wife was upset.
I didn't care about any of that. My brother came in the room and started calling funeral homes. The first one he called said there was no one we knew in an obituary. But it did say there were services for Tim Vines. That confirmed it: He was dead.
I buried my face in my palms and cried. I walked around the house. When I came back in the room, Tara was there and perfectly fine. But she didn't know what happened. Someone told her. She cried a little but didn't seem too upset that her husband had died.