As Tom walks down the quiet street searching for treasures, a torn Pepsi can catches his eye, shimmering in the sunlight. Without a second thought, he rushes toward it, completely unaware of the speeding car racing down the street, its engine roaring, tires screeching on the pavement, and the driver honking loudly.
Tom soon realizes there’s no time to dodge; the collision is inevitable. Instinctively, he raises his knee to brace against the car’s hood, but the speeding vehicle slams into him, instantly shattering his knee and knocking him off balance. He tumbles to the side as the tremendous force launches him into the air. Spinning violently like a windmill, his body flies from the middle of the street, soaring further down the block before crashing into a nearby bakery.
His body slams into the glass window with a loud shattering sound that echoes through the air. Glass explodes outward, sparkling in the sunlight as it scatters across the pavement. Tom’s body continues flying inside the store, puncturing into the bakery’s refrigerator. With his upper body jammed inside, his lower body dangles outside like a ragdoll. Additionally, the force of the impact unbuckles his belt, causing his pants to slip down and expose his bare butt. Feces burst from his crack, spreading across his thighs. His right leg, barely attached by a string of flesh from the shattered knee, swings back and forth in midair.
Inside the bakery, chaos erupts. Shards of glass sparkle as they scatter across the room, and the commotion stirs customers into a panic. People scream in shock; some duck for cover, while others urgently shout, “Somebody call an ambulance!” Amid the chaos, an old man remains composed, sitting calmly in his chair and flipping through his newspaper. He casually says, “Don’t bother with an ambulance; he’s clearly dead.” Then he grabs his coffee and takes a deep sip.
tom is no matter to the car…