The Man Who Couldn't Die

Darkness. Pain was searing through his head, ricocheting off the walls of his skull, trying to escape. The smell of gasoline was exceptionally strong and he could taste blood in his mouth. A seatbelt was trapping him against his seat, hindering any movement.

"Sammie?" he sputtered, opening his eyes. He tried turning his head but the pain increased. "SAMANTHA?" he yelled, trying to push whatever was in the way, but it seemed to be blocking him. He suddenly heard noise, a wailing noise, and he started screaming.

"HELP! HELP!"

But then everything went black.