This will most likely be one of my last trips ever.
You would think I'm desperate, afraid and thinking about escaping. But I am none of those things. I have accepted, even embraced my fate. It was going to end one day, I have always known this.
Nothing lasts forever.
I look out of the window as I see us passing cars, road signs and palm trees. Suddenly I see the car take a left on the middle of the street. I quickly look at the driving police officer who seems to be passed out, the other one tries to grab the wheel but before he reaches it he too drifts off.
I look at the tree we are about to hit. One moment time seems to slow down and then we smack against the tree. I fall forward, hitting my head and feel pain in almost every bone in my body. The seatbelt pulls me back and I feel blood pouring down my face.
I try opening the door, but it fails. But I don't have to. The door is being opened by a woman. A woman with blonde hair and who is as pretty as I remember her. My heart stops as I look into her eyes.
To be continued...