Jared came around slowly and painfully. It hurt to breath, and her breath was shallow. She looked around and saw the bed of a pick up truck, and the memories flooded back in.
She lay still, trying to take stock of things before she acted. She remembered the accident. She'd been hit pretty hard by a truck. The pain when she breathed made her think that she had some broken ribs. Her legs felt okay, and least with no weight on them. Her left eye seemed dim, either from the accident of laying on that side she couldn't tell.
So, she wasn't dead. What was happening?
The truck stopped at a stoplight and Jared heard the driver pick up a cel phone and start making a call. "Honey," he heard, "How much space is in the freezer?" There was a pause, "Clear some of it out. I hit a deer out on the highway."
Jared started to panic. He was going to cut her up for venison!