Escape Room Dead On Arrival

After a blissful weekend break visiting family you are in the midst of a long car journey home. You have at least another 6 hours to go and the rain is hammering down hard on the windscreen. It’s quite calming, actually. You drive continuously along the straight, unwinding motorway, there is not another car in sight at this ungodly hour. You listen to the rain as it plunders down creating white noise, filling your head with slow, soothing thoughts. You don’t notice your eyelids drooping until it’s too late. You see a flash, you hear a crash, you feel the impact and then… nothing. You feel as though you are floating through a black void. You don’t really know how long you’re there for, concept of time seems to escape you in this dimension.

Suddenly, you hear a scraping of metal, a swoosh of material. Someone is in the room with you, you can feel it. A man’s voice speaks; “It’s only minor injuries, he should be out within a week. He’s lucky, it could have been a lot worse. We’ll keep an eye on his condition and let you know if anything happens.” “That is a relief. Thank you, doctor.” A woman’s voice. You recognise it. You try to move but your limbs don’t respond. You start to panic but the more you try to move, the more impossible it seems. There is another scraping of metal and a swoosh and you feel the atmosphere become still again. Your dark plain submerges you once again…