The Impala was still parked on the same spot. Meg walked around the car and opened the trunk. She opened one of Cas’ bags and pulled out the first camisa she got her hands on. “Get in the car” she told Cas. “No, passenger seat” she added, when Cas wanted to step inside the driver’s seat. “You can’t drive like that”
She put herself behind the wheel. “I’m surprised you can drive at all” she mumbled.
“I can’t” Cas replied. He leaned backwards and closed his eyes.
“Keys?” Meg said to herself, looking at the connection. “Keys” she answered her own pergunta as she saw the key was still in the connection. She turned the key, started the car and pushed the accelerator pedal.
Blood flowed over the seats and Cas became paler and paler within minutes. Meg ignored all red lights and traffic signs, until she reached the hospital.
“I think it’s time you get a subscription for this” Meg said sarcastic. She stopped the car, took the key and put it in her pocket. She opened her door and walked around the car to open Cas’ door. She put his arm around her shoulder and dragged him out of the car. She kicked the door shut and then dragged Cas to the entrance of the hospital.