At 12:30 am, there was this BOOM…

So last night at around 12:30 am there was this huge but kind of muffled boom that sounded like either a thundercloud had exploded or a building a block away had fallen down.

Beat.

“What was that?” I said.

“What was that?” H.o.p. said.

“I heard it too,” Marty said.

We’re sounding like the momma and poppa and baby bear there, aren’t we.

No one else was doing it so I went to the front room and looked out the window knowing full well I wouldn’t be able to see anything out of it but a few yards of city street.

The boom was fading and in its place now there arose a sound like rushing wind. Bizarre!

Marty had followed. “It’s wind,” he said.

“No, look at the trees,” I said. “They’re still.”

The rushing wind sound continued for a bit. Then it died down and was replaced by the winding whining whir of a motor in bad trouble.

I heard people yelling.

I was still dressed so decided to step outside to see if I could find out what was going on. When I opened the front door I was met with smoke. And fumes. Though it smelled like burning rubber, when you live in an apartment building and there’s smoke you go check it out.

Walked up to the corner and somehow someway a car had whipped through the shrubbery of the building, torn up the grassy turf so it was all over the sidewalk, and landed itself in a telephone pole. The police were already there. Whoever was in the auto they apparently weren’t going to handle and would leave to the medics. I don’t know how messed up the driver was because I wasn’t going to get closer and in the way of things, but whoever had hit the telephone pole was not in a condition to be questioned.

A couple was standing on the corner across from me. Another couple of people were talking to the police, probably from the apartment building. That was it.

A policewoman went around and began banging the back of the car with her club. She’d look in the back seat and then bang the trunk of the car again, around the tail lights, with her club again. Then look in the back seat again. She did this multiple times.

I went back inside. Marty went out to take a look. The ambulance had arrived. He departed as they pulled up the gurney to the side of the car.

Hope whoever it was is all right.


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6 responses to “At 12:30 am, there was this BOOM…”

  1. nina Avatar
    nina

    oh my, i hope whoever it was will be okay, too. What you described reminded me of years ago when I was at home visiting my parents and we heard a sound that to me sounded like something imploding, but a huge sound. As it turned out a young man had driven his car into a tree at 90 miles an hour, a tree at the bottom of our street. By the time I got there the car was upside down in the middle of the street and there were lots of people around. Glass all over the place. That guy didn’t make it. I remember going home and sitting in the front yard of my house and just crying, holding myself. That guy wasn’t much older than I and I wondered what had happened in his life that made him want to die like that. But the sound that made, the impact when he hit that tree, what a horrible sound that was.

  2. Mary Jane Avatar

    Well theres no end to the excitement in your neighborhood…. I wonder if the police were chasing him/her in the first place… seemms kind of odd to go around beating your club on a wrecked car with someone who really needs help trapped inside.
    What was the wind??? I thought you were going to be walking out into a tornado.

  3. Idyllopus Avatar

    Mary Jane, seems if the car was being chased by the police we would have heard sirens before the crash and there were none.

    Yes, I’m still wondering what was up with the beating the club on the trunk around the right rear tail light, which was done repeatedly. She’d stop and then do it again.

    The wind was something to do with the car expiring, I guess.

  4. Hop Avatar
    Hop

    yikes :O

  5. Idyllopus Avatar

    Yes, H.o.p., it was “Yikes!” wasn’t it? I know you were kind of frightened by it, but not too badly.

  6. Idyllopus Avatar

    Nina, considering your neighborhood, someone going 90 mph, it’s fortunate he didn’t take out someone else with him.

    We had all kinds of crap happen around us when we were teens. Have you ever seen the movie “Ice Storm”? It’s scary as hell in that it’s like a straight shot back to that time, the tumult and sense of things unhinged.

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