I walked aimlessly, trying to clear my thoughts, my mind buzzing with everything that had happened. I didn’t see the car speeding toward me. All I heard was the screech of tires, the blinding headlights rushing at me.
For a moment, time froze. I stood there, paralyzed, my body unable to move as the car came closer, inches from impact. It wasn’t until the last second that I stumbled backward, barely missing the collision by what felt like mere inches.
My heart raced, my legs shaking beneath me. I stood there on the sidewalk, panting, staring at the car as it sped off into the night, disappearing around a corner without a second thought.
I almost died, but it seemed it wasn't my time yet.
I started walking again, my legs still shaky from the near miss, but I stopped in my tracks when something strange caught my eye.
A black envelope lay on the ground, right where the speeding car had almost run me over. It definitely wasn’t there before. My breath caught in my throat as I bent down to pick it up. Something about it felt wrong. The envelope itself was smooth, expensive even, the kind of thing you’d expect for a formal invitation. But I was certain—the car had left it behind.