Doctor Strobel tried to scream, but the front two tires sped over her face and torso like a speedbump. She felt her body twist and bend backwards, followed by a loud crunch. One eye still worked, and it was pointed at the bottom of her prized luxury car that stopped with her underneath it. She watched it reverse and felt the weight of the tire inch across what was left of her skull. The pressure built up, and in one sudden burst, Dr. Strobel ceased to be.

