Addiction. Kill the brother

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Alyson woke up cold, sticky, and sore. She was lying in an uncomfortable position in the backseat of the Impala. It was dark, but there was light coming from somewhere.

She sat up slowly, taking in her body and making sure everything moved right. Nothing seemed to be broken in her own body, but . . . Dean was unconscious and there was blood all over the front of his shirt. He had a wound on his head too and it was bleeding profusely.

When they had crashed, Alyson had been flung over Dean's lap. The crash! What had actually happened? With as hard as she'd been thrown, she figured the Impala had been destroyed.

The right back door was bent inwards so there would be no getting out that way. Not to mention, there was a semi-truck blocking the way. The truck seemed to be connected to the car. The Impala seemed to have wrapped around the front of the truck

Alyson got on her knees and tried to figure out what to do. She needed to get out, but she couldn't open the other back door because Dean was leaning on it. He would fall out if the door was opened.

In the front, Sam and John were also unconscious. The windshield had been busted out, though, and she could get out that way. There was enough space between Sam and John for her to climb over the front seat without touching them.

She climbed into the front seat feet-first. She noticed that Sam and John had head wounds too.

One of the headlights of the semi-truck was shining from the right and into the front seat. It made pain flash behind her eyes. Maybe she had a head wound too, and she just didn't know it.

Alyson was halfway through the windshield when the driver-side door was ripped from the car – straight off its hinges. Someone grabbed her around the waist and pulled her out of the car.

She screamed as her feet hit the ground.