Dylan, wake up!

Dylan yanked the steering wheel to the side. The tires screeched against the asphalt as the car swerved uncontrollably. It skidded off the road and slammed into a tree with a sickening thud. The force of the impact sent him hurtling forward, but the airbag deployed just in time, cushioning the blow.

Dylan winced, struggling to catch his breath as the airbag pressed against him. The acrid smell of smoke and burnt rubber filled his nose. He pushed against the deflated airbag, groaning as he unclipped his seatbelt. Stumbling out of the wreckage, he fell to his knees on the hard ground, his head spinning violently.

Reaching into his pocket, he managed to pull out his phone. He dialed Justin with his trembling fingers. As the call connected, he rasped, "I… I met with an accident. Come quickly."

"Where are you?" Justin's alarmed voice rang through the line.

"I am…" Dylan tried to reply, but his vision blurred, and his voice faltered as his strength gave out.