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3 year old Kira. October, 14 @ 23:16

"Mommy! Mommy!" Kira yells from where she's fastened in her seat. She holds her doll out close to her chest like a dear companion.

"Yes, Kira?" her mom looks up from her tablet, slightly irritated.

"Are we here yet?"

"No, Kira. It's still a long way from here," her mom says, her voice exhausted.

"Okay," she pauses for three seconds. "Papa?"

"Yes, sweetheart?" her father looks at her through the rear view mirror.

"Are we here yet?"

He chuckles slightly. "Yes, we are here, but we still have a long way ahead of us to get there."

"Okay." She keeps quiet and sucks on her pinkie. The rain is still pouring heavily and the roads are slippery. Most cars have stopped at nearby inns, motels, hotels, hostels, guest houses and anywhere else they can find accommodation while they wait for the rain to stop.

Kira's mom is showing her dad something on her journalism tablet, resulting in her dad momentarily taking his eyes off the road. When Kira looks up from her toys in the backseat, her eyes widen as she gasps.

"Mommy!" her voice is frightened.

"Hold on, sweetie," her mom waves her off.

"Daddy!" she's panicking and trying to reach them but the seatbelt is fastened.

He glances at her and smiles, his teeth on full display. She points at the windscreen with her doll and her parents turn to look. Yellow and white headlights blind them as a car is approaching theirs. In no more than two seconds, tyres are screeching and cars honking in every direction as darkness consumes her small little mind.