I desperately clung to the driver's seat, trying to prevent myself from falling. A suffocating sense of despair overwhelmed me at that moment.

As the car was about to flip over, it jerked back into position with a thud. The impact made my injured foot hit something, giving me a piercing pain. My vision darkened, and my ears rang as I hugged my legs.

I didn’t know what would happen next. I could only think about not dying in the car. Suddenly, I heard someone shouting, "Chloe?! Stop it, all of you! Chlo!"

I knew it was Ryan's voice. Despairingly, I yelled, "Leave me! Go!"

I sensed two groups fighting, constantly tugging the car but no longer causing it to tip over. I curled into a ball to protect my legs and prayed for the disaster to end.

Heavy objects crashed into the car, causing me to tremble. A long while later, someone called my name and knocked on the car window. “Chloe, it’s okay! Open the door!”

I recognized Ryan's voice and nervously obeyed. He climbed into the car, and