The Immortal Player

"Hah... Hah... Hah... I... better... go... home, now!" The exhausted Pedro opened the door of his car and hopped in.

Voom!

"Seems the crowd has already subsided!" Pedro drove smoothly as cars left the school earlier after the dismissal in the arena. The traffic was normal until he reached the commercial area where shops that sell VR Boxes were located.

"Crowd seemed to have been in a craze! The gamer community itself could cause such traffic build-up... Add up the students who were hyped by the announcement, Sabrina and Loren's moms were really quick-witted and went earlier than the crowd! They might have already secured VR Boxes! Aldo is a VIP Member of a gaming center... He wouldn't have to trouble to line up for VR Boxes!" The traffic started to become heavy in these areas as cars were barely moving. Hence, It was an hour past when he left the university and he was still in these areas that he normally passes thru within thirty minutes.

Vroom! Vroom! Vroom!

A sport's car was behind Pedro's car and was like showing off the luxury of his car. Pedro just shrugged it off since he could afford to buy a more luxurious one but chose not to, so that he won't attract too many attention and get into unnecessary troubles.

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"What a rip off! The other store sold VR Boxes at 40, 000 PHP each! Why does it cost 80, 000 PHP here?!" A customer complained about on a store near the roadway where Pedro's car was barely moving. The bored and hungry Pedro watched the scene in that shop.

"Goof off! That shop had already sold out its stocks of VR Boxes! Ours were about to reach its limit too! You can just wait for the restock on two days time if you really can't afford it!" The merchant approached another customer looking for a VR Box and had the same expression.

"Dear customers! I am not lying! Restock of VR Boxes are really after two days time! You can even call the distributors personally! They said that the demand surpassed their expectations to the extent that the units to be resupplied for tomorrow were already delivered this afternoon! And the third-day supplies were still in the Factory to be delivered tomorrow afternoon!" The owner of the shop explained in an irritated manner.

"No wonder, father became busy suddenly!" Pedro chuckled as his attention was focused on a young man who was wearing a local high school uniform and was with her exhausted grandmother.

"I'll rest for a minute! I am already... tired! Hah..." The grandmother held her back as she places her other hand in the wall as support.

"Then, I'll rest too! Do you want water, grandma?" The young man tried to help her grandma as she kept grasping her breath!

"No need! Go check the... next... shop... and check... if they still... have... that device!" the grandmother gestured to her grandson to enter the next shop.

Blag!

Just seconds after the young man entered the shop, her grandmother suddenly collapsed, unconscious.

"Grandma?!" The young man walked out of the shop immediately and saw his grandmother lying on the floor.

"Oh my god!" Pedro looked at the side to check if there was a motorcycle passing to the driver's side. When there was no motorcycle, He immediately jumped out of his car, hopped over the metal railing and helped the old woman.

"Grandma! Grandma!" The young boy helplessly tapped his unconscious grandma as he turned her facing upward and rested her head in his arms.

"Did you checked her pulse!" As soon as Pedro arrived, he grabbed the old woman's wrist and checked for her pulse.

"I didn't! Grandma! Huhu!" Tears started to come out from the young man's eyes as he continued to tap her grandmother.

Tog! Tog! Tog! Tog!

Pedro's heartbeat started to race as he can't feel a pulse from the old woman.

"Nothing! We need to bring her to the hospital immediately!" Pedro was about to carry the old woman together with the young man when the good looking man from the sports car arrived after hopping over the metal railing.

"Wait! Let me help!" He stopped Pedro by showing his hospital I.D. card.

"She has no pulse we must bring her to the hospital Immediately!" The crowd started to build up around them and Pedro started to become anxious as seconds pass by.

Pedro was pushed to the side as the man took off his smartwatch and placed it on the old woman's wrist!

Before the man removed the watch from his wrist, the watch showed a "73 BPM" but when he removed the watch and placed it to the old woman it showed " - - BPM".

"Not good!" The man's face became grim as he immediately placed his ears towards the old woman's mouth.

"She's not breathing!" The man uttered as he single-handedly carried the old woman.

"Kid hop in my car! It's faster than this guy's second rate car!" The man had already carried the woman to his sports car and the young man has just hopped over the metal railings.

"Uhm..." The young man nodded and followed the good looking man.

"You! ... Then, let me at least escort you out of this heavy traffic!" Pedro rushed and rode back to his car. The bystanders unitedly stopped the cars parallel to Pedro's car and the Sportscar that gave way to them to switch lanes and make a counterflow.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

Pedro kept pressing the horn as his car's hazard lights were turned on. Luckily, the opposite lane has Moderate traffic, their counterflowing was effective as they were able to pass through the choke point and was around three hundred meters away from the intersection. Pedro was able to pass through and speed up to the intersection as the sports car stopped momentarily because of a motorcycle that suddenly appeared.

Beeeeeeeeeeeeeep!

Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaag!

Bag! Bag! Bag! Bag! Bag!

"What happened? Why do I feel sleepy?" Pedro lost his consciousness after banging his head to the side. Seconds later the car stopped rolling and he was sitting upside down and an airbag was inflated in front of the steering wheel. The moment he entered the intersection, his car was rammed by a high-speed ten-wheeler truck that resulted in his car rolling several times.

"Sh1t!" The man in the sports car can't help but curse as he saw Pedro's car get rammed with full force by a ten-wheeler truck.

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Author's Note:

PHP = Philippine Peso

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