It's 7:30 a.m.

My name is John. I always tune in to the radio at around this time whilst driving to work. They usually have a special status report on the traffic, and today's traffic is looking just horrendous. Might as well tune in to make sure that I won't be running late for work.

"Hey hey hey, ladies and gentlemen! Today we've got a special guest with us, John! How are ya doing today, John?"

John? That's my name. Well, John is a pretty common name anyway.

"Doing good, doing good. Just driving on my way to work."

Wait, no. That's my voice. Eh, it's not like my voice is very unique anyway, could be any guy named John.

"Wow! Where at?"

"Mm... just to the local bank - I usually turn right at the first intersection from home."

Funny he should say that, I just turned right at the intersection.

"You'll get there bright and early, my friend!"

"I hope so. I'll be driving straight for n- oh, never mind. Got stuck in a red light, hehe. No cars around, though."

Just as he says that, I'm staring at a red light hovering above my head, no cars in front of me or anything. Just me. I get a little nervous, of course, scratching my head a bit to loosen up the stress, but oddly, I hear a faint scratching noise on the radio as well.

"Well, Fred, I'm still stuck in this traffic. The light's going green though."

"^You might want to be a bit careful, John! There's a truck coming from your left!"

I couldn't help but glance to the left of the intersection, but there wasn't anything. The moment the light went green, the radio's sound was affected increasingly by static. Fred's voice was a bit blurred, I could barely perceive it, but I could hear my voice just fine.

"Yeah, I guess. Hmm? He's speeding! He's just a yard away."

The radio mimicked the crash, followed by an outro.

"We'll be back with the report on John's fatal crash after a word from our sponsors!"