I turn around and see my truck being smashed into a snow bank by a battered vehicle covered with paint scratches and blood. The driver has fused with his machine. Wires run from the steering column into his arms like veins, and a pair of segmented tubes connect his eyes to the dashboard. He revs his engine, which makes a deafening sound somewhere between a roar and a scream.
I start to run, but I slip and fall on a patch of ice I neglected to salt. The truck speeds toward me, its plow a giant, ravenous mouth. My life, consisting entirely of memories of plowing snow, flashes before my eyes.
In my final moments I frantically search my pockets for something to throw at the truck's windshield. All I find is an empty crack globe. Devoid of snow, it looks vaguely mocking, like the snow inside has escaped and is going to fall on the human race forever.
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