It is a rainy white day in April, and the clocks are striking thirteen. Your name is Ameera Teflak, and you are driving home from work, listening to the radio, looking forward to meeting up with friends and family, when a monstrous truck with the logo “Victory Mansions” crosses the median and smashes directly into you. Before you black out, you feel the sensation of suffocation, like your lungs have popped, for indeed, they have. You taste glass, blood, rubber tires and asphalt and then start to lose consciousness. Before you pass out, you look past your slathered blood on the dashboard and out through the broken windshield of your overturned flaming Prius and see a billboard on the side of the freeway. There is a picture of a floating black hand holding a floating white hand with the caption ‘HealthCare Brother Medical Group is Watching Over You.’

You fade to black.