A rain of rocks fell from the sky, tiny ones pelting Jay, larger ones bouncing around the car. The windshield cracked, obscuring Marcus's face, then one of the tires blew out. The car veered crazily, out of control. Large dents appeared in the hood and fenders. Then, a cluster of jagged rocks bloomed from the road directly in front of the crippled vehicle. It hit, and soared up into the air, flipping, and landing with a sickening crunch.

Small flames licked the crumpled hood from within the engine compartment. A pool of black oil, greenish anti-freeze, and red blood spread out from the wreckage, trickling towards Jay.