American homeless people, surviving in the city

In a daze, Lin Qi felt as if he were having a dream.

In his dream, accompanied by the music of "See You Again," a tall Black man wearing a bright yellow jersey with the number 24 appeared in front of him, giving him a kind smile.

"What else can I say about men?"

The man who looked somewhat familiar extended his large hand to Lin Qi, but for some reason, Lin Qi in his dream instinctively shivered when he looked at him.

......

The next second, Lin Qi suddenly woke up from his dream.

"That was close, I almost got taken away by the prison warden."

"But then again, why would I suddenly have this kind of dream?"

Lin Qi, who had just woken up, felt that his brain was still in a daze. He didn't know why his head hurt so much, but he couldn't remember what he had experienced or why he was lying in a strange position in a dark place filled with the smell of gasoline and dirt, with occasional flashes of electricity around him.

It wasn't until a few seconds later that the dazed feeling from just regaining consciousness gradually dissipated.

A sharp pain shot through his body. As Lin Qi's pupils gradually adjusted to the surrounding darkness, he was able to see his current environment and began to recall what he had experienced.

"So, I just fell off a cliff..."

The events that occurred previously were not complicated in terms of their process.

After witnessing a horrific rear-end collision, Lynch's beat-up car was also rear-ended by another SUV, crashing directly over the road guardrail and plunging straight down the cliff.

In that long instant, the world spun violently and erratically.

Then, after a violent impact, Lin Qi felt his vision blur and he lost consciousness.

Lin Qi slowly woke up, and that's when the scene he just witnessed unfolded.

"Damn it... I'm in pain all over, and I can't see anything clearly... I must have a concussion."

Lin Qi muttered to himself as he reached out and groped around in the darkness.

At this moment, he was stuck in a strange position in his broken car—or rather, the wreckage of the car—tightly bound to the completely deformed seat by a taut seatbelt.

Not only that, but there were also some sharp metal shards pressed against his skin, making him afraid to move at all.

As he fumbled around, the smell of gasoline in the air became increasingly strong, and combined with the constantly flashing electric sparks, Lin Qi had a bad feeling.

"...No, we have to hurry. If the leaking gasoline catches fire, this little metal box will truly become my eternal home."

"Even if I die, I can't die in a place like this!"

Lynch tried his best to speed up the process of figuring things out.

Finally, after some fumbling, he found the seatbelt buckle, pressed it, and luckily the seatbelt retracted normally, freeing him from this confinement.

Then, using the dim moonlight from outside the window, he found the car door handle. The door was already rickety, but he pushed it hard, and the door opened, letting in the damp and cold night wind.

Lin Qi carefully adjusted the angle, trying to avoid the sharp metal pieces from cutting his skin as he moved outward little by little.

Several seconds later, he finally crawled out of the cramped wreckage.

The moment he squeezed out of the car, he felt all his strength drain away and he collapsed to the ground.

"...He survived..."

Lin Qi mustered all his strength, rolled over, and lay on his back on the ground, panting heavily.

Although he didn't know why everything had happened so suddenly, at least he had survived for the time being.

After resting for a few minutes, Lin Qi felt that he had regained some strength, but his whole body was in excruciating pain.

So he carefully stood up and first tried to reach into his pockets to find his phone to contact the police or the hospital, but it seemed that his phone had been blown away somewhere during the fall. Lin Qi searched all his pockets, but he couldn't find his phone anywhere.

"Oops... This is troublesome."

Without his cell phone, he not only couldn't contact the police and the hospital, but he also couldn't follow the phone's navigation to leave the dark valley, and he lost the most readily available lighting tool!

In such a dark place, with only the dim moonlight, Lin Qi's already blurry eyes could not see any details in front of him, and it was almost impossible for him to find out where his phone had been thrown.

Under the moonlight, he could barely make out that the wreckage of his broken car was wedged between several thick trees and a boulder. Perhaps it was these trees that cushioned the fall and prevented Lin Qi from dying inside the car during the plunge.

However, the car had clearly reached the end of its life. The wrecked remains lay there crookedly, twisted like a piece of sliced, unresolved chicken.

Lin Qi felt that it was probably unlikely that a car repair shop could fix this pile of wreckage; the only fate of this junk was probably to be sent to a recycling center.

He felt a little regretful. Although the car was old, it was still his first car. When he picked it up, he never imagined that it would only accompany him for two days before its journey ended completely in the middle of the night.

...I hope the Seattle Police Department won't make me pay for this unexpected car accident?

Lin Qi suddenly thought of this terrifying possibility, quickly shook his head, and dismissed the thought. They were still trapped in this valley; there was no need to think about such trivial matters.

After examining the car wreckage, Lin Qi planned to check his own injuries, but he quickly realized that in such a dim environment, it was wishful thinking to try to see the details of his wounds.

He could only roughly search his body for a while, eventually finding a long wound on his left arm, along with a shard of glass embedded in it.

In addition, he had countless wounds, large and small, all over his body.

Lin Qi continued to feel the wound on his left arm, using his own body to feel it. After confirming that the shard of glass was not deeply embedded and should not have damaged any major blood vessels or tendons, he gritted his teeth, pinched the shard with two fingers, and pulled it out forcefully.

As the glass shards were pulled out, a sudden, intense pain erupted, blood gushed from his left arm, and Lin Qi felt himself trembling uncontrollably.

But at least there's good news: he can still stand here.

This means that he did not have any more fatal injuries.

Of course, under normal circumstances, this could also be because his adrenaline was so strong that he didn't realize he had more serious injuries...

Many outdoor survival novices misjudge their physical condition due to adrenaline rush, missing the best opportunity for rescue or escape. But as a seasoned wilderness survival enthusiast, Lynch would never make such a mistake.

He can accurately assess his current physical condition through the sensations transmitted through his body. Currently, adrenaline has not yet masked the pain from the wound and injury.

After confirming his own condition and the condition of the car wreckage, Lin Qi turned his gaze to the cliff not far away.