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Day 652

You weren't scared because you'd seen a small child get hit as they crossed the road in front of you.
You weren't scared when you saw their small body flung to the side as the car slammed on its brakes.
You were scared because you'd spoken to the child as you waited to cross the road.
You were scared because they told you exactly what what about to happen.

They were so calm, plainly stating that they would die today and even gave you the license plate.
In fact they'd scrawled down the driver's life story as well as his insurance details.
His name was Cameron MacKerre and he'd been drinking since the night before.
This was his second hit-and-run attempt in a row.

The last one died and in a fit of panic he'd stashed their body in the trunk.
It was still there.
The child's last words were that if there were no witnesses his body would be in the trunk too.
Cameron MacKerre exited his car and stood in front of the child's body screaming at them to move.

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