Tomorrow is the first anniversary of the crash of Flight 180.

The flight crashed shortly after takeoff. The disaster affected many people, especially Abraham High School teachers and students. Forty-eight students and four teachers were lost in the disaster. But the story after the disaster makes the tragedy even more bizarre.

In the bedroom, the TV glows brightly, playing a show about a plane crash a year ago. The video recorder on the television shows the time: 1:08

A spider crawls over the bed. On the bed lay a white woman, wearing a white tank top, and a large area of snow-white skin was exposed. The sizable breasts rose and fell slowly, and the woman was still asleep with her eyes closed.

On the video camera was a statue of a human head, which could be seen as a woman. The mottled burn marks spread all over the statue's face, revealing a hint of weirdness.

There were a few items cluttered on the table. There were photos of the owner of the room and friends, some miscellaneous items and a couple of books and maps, all about tourism. One of the books says Roadtrip, but a bunch of keys block the t, turning it into a Roadrip

A marionette hangs in the air, spinning slowly.

Those survivors who escaped before the crash soon died in a series of mysterious and bizarre accidents. For some, this is just a tragic coincidence. But for others, it is a hint that something ominous is about to happen. That's what we're going to talk about tonight.

Thank you for coming to this show.

Thank you, I love your use of the word "ominous". Most people say it's "supernatural". Because they thought I was talking about "ghosts".

Please talk directly about this topic.

Good. I think there's some kind of power, huh...... An invisible, terrible thing. Surrounded by us all day long. It is this kind of thing that causes human suffering and death. Some call it "the power of the devil." I think it's a bit religious, though, and I'd rather call it "death".

So...... In your opinion, we are surrounded by death?

That's right! That's right! Every day, every hour, everywhere. I think you all know that death has its own design for each of us. When Alex rescues the survivors from the plane, he actually destroys the design of the death. That's what I want to warn you all.

Is it proof that all the survivors are dead?

It's not a question of whether the survivors die or not. It's how these people died. I mean, they died so strangely...... Or rather, it seems unexpected, simply unexplainable. This confirms that there is indeed some kind of power.

It's not proof, it's just your side of the story. That's just to prove your point, right?

A breeze blew through the room. The door to the room was open, maybe it was a passing breeze or something.

"Kimberly." A soft call rang in the woman's ears.

The woman slowly opened her eyes, and she heard someone calling her name.

You should be open-minded......

The moderator interrupted him. Anything is possible, it's just a coincidence.

Can you let me finish?!

The content of the TV caught her attention, and Kimberly sat up from her bed, sleepy-eyed and watching the TV.

Coincidences will only kill one or two people. And not let these people, including their teachers, die.

Someone dies at any time. What's different this time?

This forces everyone to question everyday coincidences. What if there's something behind this? Is there something we can do about it?

You listen to yourself, you're just crazy. Do we have to be careful when we leave home every day?

Syllable!

Suddenly, the door that opened behind him closed abruptly. Kimberly was startled, looked back, and shifted her gaze back to the TV.

Right! That's what I mean. That's it! The only way to survive is to pay attention to the meaning beneath the surface.

Because no one can hide from death. Maybe today you will die.

When the words fell, a large snowflake appeared on the screen, and the picture kept jumping upward, and finally turned into a blood-red ......

……

Fresh air in the morning

In front of the garage, Kimberly tosses her backpack into the trunk of the red suV. Today she made an appointment with three friends to go on vacation to a beach mecca in Florida. Her long brown hair was draped casually over her shoulders, and she was wearing a blue sweatshirt today, which matched the color of her blue eyes.

"Okay, I'll call you."

"Kimberly, have you brought everything? Credit cards, mobile phones, roadside assistance cards. ”

"Take it, I'm not going to Somalia."

"Spare tire? Hazard warning signs? Sunscreen? Tear gas? Kimberly's father took the trouble to instruct.

"**, whip, chain." Sharna, a close friend who lives near Kimberly, walks over and jokes. She is a beautiful woman with long beige hair. Wearing a denim shirt with a pink vest underneath.

"Just kidding, don't worry, I'll take a good look at her."

"I'm so relieved, thank you." Kimberly's father laughed too. Then he hugged his daughter.

"Let's go take those guys, I can't wait." Sharna sat in the co-pilot and urged.

"Go ahead." Her father let go of Kimberly and helped her close the trunk.

"Whips, chains...... It's awesome. Kimberly opened the door and sat in the driver, talking back.

"Whatever you say, it's cool." After saying that, Xana laughed to herself.

Watch the car start and look out of sight. As he was about to return to the house, his father noticed a puddle of gasoline on the ground.

……

At the entrance to Route 23, the traffic light turns red.

"Be careful!" Sharna reminded.

The distracted Kimberly hurriedly stepped on the brakes, and the front of the car was only a few centimeters away from the rear of the vehicle in front of her.

"Please, Kim, did you just get your driver's license?" A white man in the back seat said.

"Sorry~" Kimberly shrunk her neck. At that moment, a tattered red glove suddenly appeared on the window.

A few people looked over, and it was an old woman who collected rags. She shook the net pocket in her hand, which was full of cans. It's just that the bottom end is probably not fastened tightly, and all the cans leak out with a bang.

“oh,my,god。” Sharna chuckled.

There was a burst of laughter in the car.

"Dano, would you like to help your mother?" Another man with messy hair in the back seat said, his name was Frankie.

"Good, I'm not going to let you suck my a**."

"Whatever you want."

The red light turns green and the vehicle pulls into Route 23.

"What are we going to do when we get there?"

"We can see a lot of **, we can smoke**, eat cake, and party on the beach."

In the back seat, the two young men were thinking and talking whimsically.

"Serial collision! Serial collision! Serial collision! Serial collision! ”

More than a school bus, and the students inside were shouting inside. Kimberly was a little flustered and turned on the car radio.

A memorial service for the first anniversary of the No. 180 crash takes place tonight at 8 p.m. in the Abraham High School auditorium.

Kimberly smiled unnaturally at Sharna, who had seen strangely, and tuned to another channel.

"HighwayTohell~" (Hell Highway)

Kimberly, who was even more flustered, continued to tune in and switched to a channel that played soothing music.

Kimberly brushed the hair that was blown to her forehead, and she was slightly relieved.

Gradually overtook a painted car on the road, and inside was a white young man in a racing suit. He smiled at Kimberly.

“oh,my,god。” There was another burst of laughter in the car. Just then, the phone rang.

“hello？”

"Hi Kimberly, it's Daddy."

"Okay, what's the matter?"

"Your car is leaking oil, check it right away."

"Okay, okay."

Kimberly was on the phone with her father when a Harley-Davidson overtook her on the right.

The woman in the back seat of the car looked at Dano and jerked up her blouse.

"Ahem, cough, cough ......" Dano, who was smoking **, was choked and coughed, and pointed to the motorcycle with a cigarette.

"Is anyone coughing?" Kimberly's father heard the cough.

"yes, I'll take care of it, I'll see you later. I love you. Kimberly smiled and hung up.

"Goodbye darling."

Frankie thought that Dano, who had reached over, was going to give him a cigarette, so he hurriedly took it. When he realized something and looked out the window, the Harley owner gave a middle finger and sped away.

"What are you doing?!" Frankie exclaimed.

"Hey! Look at that big boobs! ”

Kimberly looked back a few times amusedly: "Shut up." ”

"You didn't see that?" Frankie looked sorry. "It's a pity, it's a pity." Then he saw the police car catching up from behind, and panicked: "Damn! There are police, get to the right lane! ”

"Damn." Noticing from the rearview mirror, a police car is coming, and Kimberly is busy with the steering wheel. But suddenly a whistle sounded from behind. Kimberly quickly got behind the wheel and a heavy truck full of logs whizzed by.

Kimberly said, "Throw away the cigarette, Dano, throw it away." ”

"Wait, wait, wait." Frankie, who had smoked almost the same cigarette, was about to throw it away, but was stopped by Dano and took it and took it and took a puff himself.

"Drop it." Sharna turned her head and said.

Dano flicked it hard, but accidentally dropped the cigarette onto the windshield of a passing car.

"Hi I'm Katie, listen up...... What's going on? "A female driver dressed as a white-collar worker was on the phone when she suddenly saw a fire in front of the car.

She hurriedly turned on the wipers and extinguished the fire. Explain to the other side of the phone: "I'm not talking about you. ”

Katie, who was looking for the culprit left and right, saw Dano who kept booing herself, and saw the police car behind her, and waved her hand holding a lady's cigarette to show her understanding.

Tick-drip-drip-

The instrument panel shows a sign of a faulty fuel tank. Seeing the number 23 written on the street sign on the side of the road, Kimberly, who was panicked, took the opportunity to say, "We have to stop and check the car, because it's ......"

"Kimberly." Sharna interrupted her and said with a smile, "The car is fine, your dad is fine, and you are okay." ok？ ”

Kimberly nodded, smiling at her far-fetched.

Behind, a motorcycle sped forward at breakneck speed.

"Look at the man." Sharna pointed to a van on her left that was catching up from behind. The owner of the car is holding a bottle of beer and drinking. "He's drinking beer."

The truck overtook it, and at the same time, the words written on the carriage appeared in front of several people.

Drink responsibly

"Yes. He drinks rationally. Kimberly rolled her eyes and unreasonably fastened her safety card. Sharna, who was teasing her, smiled.

Gradually, overtook a car. Kimberly looked over and saw a child sitting in the passenger seat, holding two car toys and constantly colliding.

One was a truck, and the other happened to be a red SUV.

The smile that hadn't disappeared from Kimberly's face froze.

Billowing black smoke came out of the exhaust pipe of a modified car in front of him, and Frankie, who was smoked and waved his hand, poked his head out and scolded: "How did you drive the car, idiot!" ”

In the back, the motorcycle was connected to several cars, including Kimberly, to the front. The police car that was following Kimberly also came to the left and overtook it.

In front of Kimberly, the owner of the modified car was smoking something like white powder, and suddenly saw the police car overtaking him and hurriedly put his pockets back and put his hands on the steering wheel. When he realized that the police car was just passing by, he quickly accelerated away and relaxed again.

It seemed that he felt a little embarrassed by the performance just now, and the young man could say to himself: "What's the matter, I'm not wearing a seat belt." Punish me! **。 ”

The order of vehicles in this lane has changed to log trucks first, police cars and motorcycles behind, and then the vehicles of drug addicts, Kimberly and others.

The police car suddenly jolted, and the disposable paper cups that were placed aside were poured, and the hot coffee was poured on the police officer's lap, and he couldn't help but look down and curse to clean up the coffee on his leg.

Suddenly, the iron chain that bound the log suddenly broke. Losing their restraints, the adult man was thick, and the logs five or six meters long fell down one after another!

The officer gasped and hurriedly slammed on the brakes. But it was too late, a log bounced up, burst in through the windshield, and ran through the entire carriage!

Because of the rain yesterday, the ground was still slippery, and the motorcycle behind it slipped and rolled to the ground. The driver slid forward a few dozen meters and crashed into a stopped log. He leaned his back against the log and snorted. Just when he thought it was okay, the overturned motorcycle slid sideways and squeezed heavily on top of him.

The drug-addicted man hit the steering wheel again and again, dodging the oncoming log, but was hit on the tire by another one. The car took off into the air, rolled several times and fell back to the ground, across the side of the road.

A truck sped up.

"Ahh

The truck slammed into it and exploded.

Katie's car crashed into a log, and the tail of the car rose high and fell to the ground.

The other mother and daughter's car on it was not so lucky, they screamed as they got stuck on the brakes with a mineral water bottle, and crashed into the log without slowing down, and a ball of fire rose.

The car in which Kimberly and the others were riding also crashed into the wood, flew out on its side, and rolled on its side on the side of the road.

The paint truck couldn't brake and crashed straight into the fuel tank of the log truck, and the flames rose dozens of meters high, forming a small mushroom cloud.

"Ahh Flames surrounded him.

"Sharna?" Kimberly, covered in blood and huddled in the carriage, muttered. In front of her was the paint truck.

He still didn't give up trying to untie the seat belt wrapped around his body.

"I can't get out!! Save me!!! ”

At this moment, Kimberly vaguely heard something. She focused her gaze on the back of the paint truck. Then she saw it in despair...... Roaring out of the flames and rushing at their trucks!

"Ah!!h