Well, mostly. Poor Arthur’s day and a half nightmare is basically complete. Now all I have to do is flesh out the finale and give it a thorough going over, then I can ship it out to a few prospective sites.
Like a lot of stories, this one came to me as a simple, stark image, and blossomed from there. While we very rarely think of it while tooling around our city streets, the thought of a car accident is always lurking in the back of our minds (if it isn’t, it bloody well should be). I’ve never be years of driving, but you only have to switch on the telly to see how downright ugly they can be.
So, what if you were in a fatal accident and decided to ignore your responsibilities and take off? And what if your victim decided to follow you..?