[ WP ] Every time you die , you are transported to the time of the first event that ultimately caused your death . One day , you are hit by a car and sent 12 years into the past .

`` Shane has developed quite the arm'', said David. `` Yes he has'', Shane's mother replied, `` He takes after you''. They overlooked the yard from their porch on a cool autumn day as Shane and his younger brother tossed a football back and forth. `` Come on!'' Shane's brother shouted as Shane's pass flew over his head and out into the street. `` I'll get Shane'', his younger brother said as he jogged to the street to retrieve the football. `` Not if I get to it first!'' and with that challenge Shane dashed out into the street. 
 
 He did n't see the car. The driver did n't see Shane. Shane saw a flash of white which slowly became a deep red. All at once brilliance surrounded him. Several fuzzy figures with white face masks and funny, light blue caps stared down at him. He did n't understand. He tried to speak, announce that all was well, but all that issued forth from his tiny little mouth was a weak graveled wail. 
 
 `` Here is your son'' the Nurse said as she handed David his newborn child. David's wife weakly lifted her head to see her child. `` He has strong arms already. He'll be a good football player some day. Just like you''.
