A passage out of my latest short story – “The Hero Within”
A loud clanking noise diverted David’s attention back to the car. The car had lowered several inches in the blink of an eye; the jack damaged.
Mark had frozen, time slowed down for him, but he was unable to move any quicker than the rest of the world seemed to go. David’s gaze honed in on the impaired jack.
Before Mark could react, the jack fully gave way. The car angrily descended upon him like a Stuka bomber. Mere millimeters from his chest, the car abruptly stopped. Mark’s muscles, which had tightened in anticipation of fighting off the two thousand pounds of steel, began to ease.
David’s eyes, still glaring at the jack, became dilated. Like peering into two miniature black holes; the environment reflected off of them like a mirror. His body began to tremble; sweat began to profusely pour down his face. The hair on his neck and arms stood erect, like a soldier at full attention.
Twisted Lexicon 