Date: 9/16/2016
By magneto615
My fraternity was having this convention and for some reason, it was being held inside a large, mostly empty warehouse. During off hours, sometime at night, we were all drinking (not me) and driving Marc's truck around the inside of the warehouse. Me, Orest, and Jason were in the car. Jason was in the drivers seat, I was in the passenger seat, and Orest was in the middle (all of us in the front). Since I wasn't drinking, they told me to take the wheel and steer while the car was on Cruze control. I was yelling at them saying we can't do this because I can't reach the gas or break pedals in case I need to slow down. They kept ignoring me saying it was fine. I couldn't tell how fast we were going because I couldn't see the speedometer. Just then, I couldn't turn around a bend fast enough and we drove straight into a wall. I walked out of the car fine but Orest and Jason were not moving. I found everyone else there and told them what happened before I passed out. The next morning, someone woke me up telling me that they were both alive. I went over to where the car was and they were both there outside of the car. First, I saw Jason and he was trying to get to the other side of the room. Both of his legs were cut off as well as his arms up to his elbows. Orest still has his legs but his arms were both amputated as well, one mid forearm and one at this elbow. My head flooded with thoughts as to how their lives just drastically changed.