When Time Slows Down

The snowflakes drifted down from the sky, slowly enveloping the world in a soft and comforting white blanket.

It was as though time slowed down, and I had all the time in the world, for the snowflakes just had such an effect on everything.

I looked up at the darkening sky spotted with white as the snowflakes continued falling. A few landed on my face, melting instantly, leaving tiny little puddles on my cheeks.

The frosty needles from the cold winter air made their way through my airway, finally settling in my lungs.

Mmh, there’s nothing quite like the fresh winter air, is there? I thought while entering my car.

As I drove, the snowflakes kept on falling.

It was rather hypnotic how they fell. Big white flakes, falling straight down from the sky, making all my surroundings look essentially the same.

Driving through it had a hypnotizing effect on me, putting me in a sort of trance.

“Mia.” I suddenly heard someone say ever so faintly.

“Mia!” that same voice as before said, now shouting.

Hearing my name, I snapped out of my snow-induced trance, noticing that while I was out, the traffic light had turned red, and I was going full speed at a row of stopped cars.

Please, please, please let me not crash into the other car, I beg of you. I’ll do anything. Just don’t let me crash into that car. I prayed to whatever deity would listen to me as I slammed down the brake.

Suddenly everything around me slowed down. The snowflakes stopped in the air, the car slowed down, and everything was in slow motion, except me.

My heart racing, I heard my car slowly colliding with the next, the metal screeching as it crashed, folded, and scratched against the other.

Well, I had a pretty good life at least, albeit a short one. I thought as the car began to slowly crush me, forcing the air out of my lungs.

As my last breath left my lips, the voice said, “It’s time you come home, Mia. It’s time you come home.”