Date: 11/23/2018
By soulatman
Driving a car. Sitting back like lying on a mattress. Lean forward to steer, though I'm actually in the back, leaning over central armrest. I see an accident up ahead. Others in the car. I see bits of bloody scalp on the floor with long bloody matted hair. I drive over a central island pedestrian crossing to go around the accident. I drive over a piece of scalp. It squelches. I drive past the car wreck. Car has no wheels, no roof, looks like an old rusty shell of a car. Car is electric blue. Feels like a BMW for some reason. I see two Muslim women in the front seats. They have black veils covering them, almost like one black sheet. They are crying and hugging one another. I see wet patches on their heads, which i take to be blood from the lost portions if scalp. I feel tremendous pity for them. I start saying out loud in compassion "Allah hu akbar" and pray for their relief.