Crrrrrtch! Gbam! And that was it.
Before my very eyes, a very pretty young woman was knocked down by a dark green Highlander. In two twinkles, the Highlander was faraway, leaving behind light dust and some touts who had given up chasing it.
I drew closer, so did some other concerned people. Some women hanged around with hands on head, letting out otiose lamentations of sorrow.
I drew even closer but this time, others withdrew. They had given up. From all indications, she was going to die. I watched her struggle to catch her breath, blood all over her face.
She managed to open her mouth, letting some blood into it, she said, "sister", beckoning on me as I was closest to her
"Please, help me make sure the picture has been uploaded on facebook. It was still loading. My phone is on the ground near your leg."
Story ended. Message passed.