Private Finished Accidents Happen

Sarah had cleared up her schedule to accommodate the plans she and Anna set for another practice session. The scientist had readied everything she'd need for today, and drove off in a car that was provided with the mansion she was sent to. It was jet black with dark windows, probably something that might raise eyebrows if stopped at a school to wait for a student. The license plates were legit however and registered to her, so at least that would give her some for of credit, not that it mattered to her.

She was dressed more like a secretary, with some slacks and a blazer, her eye glasses adding the final touch. She felt uneasy going out with casual clothes. She needed something that would cover her as much as possible, so she defaulted to the kind of clothing she now wore. It did give her a more professional demeanor. Who knows, maybe someone might mistake her as someone who works in the academy.

The car rolled up where she and Anna were to meet. Sarah was pleased to see that Anna wasn't one to be late. Flicking a switch, the window on the passenger's side rolled down smoothly with a gentle whir. Sarah leaned a little over and smiled. "I hope I didn't keep you waiting."

Sarah looked at the groceries Anna brought with her. She could spy some pasta in there, so it would make sense to have a dish based on that. She doubted anyone would just bring that along to throw people off.

Once Anna was settled in and buckled, Sarah rolled up the passenger window and they set off on the road back to the mansion. She wondered if Anna would be surprised about that fact. "You should find everything you need to cook whatever you have planned. The kitchen is stocked, and I'm sure there are more things you can use in storage."

Sarah kept her eyes on the road, looking out for people, jaywalkers and other vehicles. Despite not going out much, she's actually a good driver. Maybe call it a natural instinct, but there's no augmentation in place that helps her to drive. She does have a GPS on the dashboard for directions, but that's pretty much it. Plans to modify the car have been made, but Sarah never got around to it yet. "How are you liking your stay in the island so far?"

Sarah never let her eyes stray from the road. That was always an important thing. It lowered the chances of accidents and hitting pot holes that might damage the car. Unfortunately, no matter how careful you were, someone who isn't paying attention to the road can still drag you into accidents.

On this road, the cars were allowed to go a little fast, so when an oncoming car suddenly swerved into their lane, it was almost impossible to dodge it, although Sarah did turn her car so that she would be closer the impact in an attempt to protect her passenger. She felt the two forces hit, before the airbags deployed. The car flipped and skidded. For a moment, Sarah lost consciousness and came to when the sound of Anna screaming reached her ringing ears.

She reached for something behind the airbags, a button that, when she pressed it, caused the doors to forcefully eject, providing a wide exit. It wasn't until now when she noticed the blood running to her head that they were upside down.

By now, people have gathered around to help them. A few teenagers were the first to get to them, cutting the seat belts so they could be dragged out of the wreck. When she was pulled out, she could feel the pain coursing through her body. Her only organic limb seemed to be fine, only getting cuts and bruises, maybe a sprained ankle too but she couldn't tell at the moment, but it didn't look broken, which was a relief.

She looked back at the wreck, looking for any sign of Anna. The people helping her had taken all the groceries out first, and straightened out a part of the chassis to free her leg before taking her out. The commotion suggested that she was alive, but Sarah couldn't see what her state was, being blocked by the wreck and the people trying to help them.

The smell of iron was definitely not from the cars, evident by the red stains on the clothes of the people who were helping her. Sarah's eyes were barely open and she couldn't move. The effects of adrenaline kept her from feeling too much pain, but she was having some difficulty breathing. Hopefully she didn't have any broken ribs, but honestly, a crash like that was bound to give her several. In the distance, Sarah could hear the ambulance coming. The wails grew closer yet at the same time, they became foggier. She found it hard to stay awake. She felt the moment she was picked up, but everything after that was black, save for the few moments she drifted back to consciousness only to go unconscious again.

Sarah hadn't woken up at all. She was hooked up to machines that monitored her vital signs, a blood bag, and an oxygen mask. She was in worse shape than she would have thought. Her breathing was stable at least, but if she were awake, she would have felt the pain with each breath. Now in a hospital gown, Sarah's prosthetics were clearly seen. They suffered scratches, but otherwise the worst they suffered were dents. Nothing a few hours of maintenance couldn't fix. Of course, it wouldn't have been seen given that she was tucked under a blanket.

As the monitors would suggest, Sarah was stable. There was a bandage around her head and around her entire torso as well if one were to look. On both places, they were soaked with a little blood. Her leg didn't have any serious damage, she would be able to walk just fine in a few days.

This was a familiar sight.

The bright light overhead was the first thing that greeted her. The lingering scent of medicine was the next thing she noticed. Definitely a hospital. There was no mistaking it. Why was she here again? For a moment she kept her eyes fixed on the ceiling to see if her eyes were damaged in any way, but they seemed to work fine. The zooming feature worked well with no jitter.

She remembered the crash, and the disjointed events that followed. She turned her head slightly and saw Anna in the bed next to hers. Her leg was in a cast... That was not the best sign. Sarah tried to sit herself up, but after rising an inch from the bed, a surge of pain caused her to freeze and gasp. Clenching her teeth, she lowered herself back down. There were definitely some broken bones.

"How are you feeling, Anna?" she asked, her voice a little more than a whisper. God it hurt to breathe.