[ WP ] Hiding behind a tree with a clear view of the crash site , you witness two men in military fatigues methodically move among the survivors killing them one by one .

I always wanted to be a hero. 
 
 I've lived off the side of a busy road for at least 10 years now and I'm surprised an accident did n't happen sooner. I grab a bottle of water about to run out the door to see if they need help.... 
 
 `` Stay hydrated!'' I'll tell them to stay hydrated and bring them a blanket in case they're in shock. I'll make sure no one's injured and if they are I'll help call the cops if no one's done so already. If they're arguing with each other I'll try to deescalate the situation, tell them to wait for the cops. I'll have my phone ready to take pictures if it's necessary. 
 
 I hear a bang. Sounds like a gunshot. I peek out the window but I ca n't get a clear view. I'm worried it could be a car part exploded but the first rule in emergency response is to analyze a situation - is there an active threat? 
 
... Could the car explode more? I run out the side door and peek from behind a tree. The two cars are already pulled over onto the side of the road, with a red car in the back and a shotgun spray spattered into the backside window. 
 
 Both the cars occupants are full, and yet there are two men standing over the red car in the back wearing military fatigues. A second and third gunshot, straight into the vehicle where I could barely make out a couple staring wide-eyed, as if someone told them to make a silly photo for a picture and they could n't think of anything else. 
 
 `` The driver in vehicle Hoosier is dead from the accident. The other three passengers have been removed. Proceeding to vehicle Eagle.'' The camouflage were making their way to the blue vehicle in the front. 
 
 I wanted to warn them somehow, but there's no way they would've missed what just happened, and there was n't any point in putting myself in needless danger. 
 
 They were n't moving at all. It was hard to tell from my angle, but it seemed like their eyes were wide open. I did n't recognize any of them but there was at least one kid in the back. I went straight behind the tree and did n't move. I can save more lives - I can be a hero if I'm alive to tell the tale. 
 
 I'm not a hero. Four more, horrible gunshots, one at a time. I felt like my throat was closing, and my skin started prickling because I was n't hydrated enough to sweat. I stared at the waterbottle in my left hand and the phone in my right. 
 
 Take a picture. Take - I swiped on my screen to unlock - no, there's a faster way - exit the unlock and go straight to the camera button. I peek out from around the tree as I hear `` Remaining targets disposed. Prepared for extraction.'' 
 
 I blink, they're gone. Thin air. Everyone in the accident, still lifeless. 
 I start coughing and hit the capture button at the wrong moment. Eagle and... the red car are gone. I run to the spot immediately. One shard of glass. I run around looking for any more evidence. The field behind the cars? Nothing. No footprints. 
 
 Evidence of gunshot? Of the accident? There had to be something. 
 
 Yeah. This piece of glass. 
 
 I really, really hate in movies when they say `` Oh, I ca n't call the cops, they'd never believe me!'' 
 
 So... as my psychiatrist! I need you to send in an anonymous tip for me. I mean... please.. They were wearing official military uniforms and I ca n't risk any connection to my home location that I might've seen something that I should n't have. 
 
 Listen, I do n't know what you're thinking but just hear me out. Sure, I could've randomly had a psychotic episode 33 years in my life since I guess brain dysfunctions work in mysterious ways. But I've always made it a rule for myself to at least consider multiple possibilities. 
 
 If I'm not crazy, and if the government's involved, I do n't want to be involved. It could be they're doing something for the `` greater good'', even if it means a dead kid. Whatever their motive, it might still be for the `` greater good'' that any witnesses did n't see what they saw. Dead heroes save no lives, however, and I ask you, again, to... help... me out.... 
 
 On the other hand, if there's *no* possibility that what I saw is true, and if you believed it in my best interests... in everyone's best interests that I stop considering that possibility altogether... then I will. You can prescribe whatever medicine. I wo n't tell anyone what I saw besides you. I swear. I wholeheartedly believe that... my death, is not for the greater good. 
 
 In fact, maybe there was more evidence than just this piece of glass that I... already gave you, and hid it somewhere that will only reveal itself if I die suddenly or I'm forced to reveal its location. Okay, you got me, I'm bluffing. 
 
 Maybe I'm stupid for telling you, but on the off chance there's not a huge conspiracy and I'm not crazy, then someone should know and should report it to the authorities. It ca n't be someone with a location tied to the event in question.
