The steam lifted from the mug, polluting the air with that fresh coffee smell.

As I glance out the slightly ***** window, it was just starting to sprinkle.
The leaves on the trees were dancing the rain.

A cool breeze found its way in when someone walked through the door.
It climbed up my spine, I've had this feeling before.

In the background I can hear people talking and coffee brewing.
Gentle background music gently kissing my ear.

I look back outside and there I am, standing in the rain.

What was I saying? I can't read lips.

That same chill climbed up my spine, but the door was closed.
I look back outside and I was gone.

What did I say?

I take a quick sip of my coffee, burning the roof of my mouth.
That's when it happened, the bright lights stunning my eyes. A red car crashed through the front window.

Killing me instantly.

**"Get out... get out now"