I don’t know what to do. I looked at the clock. It’s 3 in the morning. My cellphone keeps ringing. Lots of spam messages entered my brain. My head felt dizzy and was about to burst. The incident two years ago flashed through my mind. The weather was terrible that night. The snowstorm that never stopped. I was the one who drove the car and my brother sat quietly in the passenger seat. I was driving quite slowly due to bad weather. At the crossroads, suddenly there was a large building truck that passed quickly and hit the car. I still remember that incident. A big red truck that crashed right into the passanger seat. In a moment, i saw that there was no driver inside that truck. While trying to get out of the car and frantically checking on my brother’s condition, the truck was gone. Out of sight. Strangely, on the road, there were no traces of the big truck’s wheels. My brother cannot be saved. I was seriously injured. I passed out and found myself lying on a hospital bed 7 days later. My parents looks worried and relieved that I survived. All that happened when I was 22 years old and my late brother was 17 years old.