I know you were in your family car, following a checkered cab that could somehow fly and as you were watching the flying cab it faltered and crashed into the parking lot of a nearby shopping mall. Everybody in the cab was dead, except for a college buddy who came stumbling out of the wreckage. He had a weird look on his face and he walked towards you and he tripped. As he tripped, he held out his hand and you grabbed it and it came off in your own hand, spurtting blood everywhere.