Heed this tale, for it speaks of the days foreboded by the ancients, when chaos would descend upon the world, operated by no man. Death is imminent. Controlless chariots, the bringers of doom - did we not see their advent in the woven stories of the ancient Norse, the texts of the Vedic sages?
Two such chariots of chaos blocked the wheeled healer, a carriage of life, in the crowded streets of Franciscus Portus. In this tale of tragedy, a life teetered on the edge, only to be consumed by the dark jaws of mortality. The end is near indeed.
On the day of Sol's fourteenth journey in the month of Augustus, these auto-driven monsters held their ground on the stone paths of SoMa, a bustling marketplace in the heart of the port city. The stage was set for doom, for caught in their iron grip was a life, cruelly struck by a speeding chariot, destined to death.
The wagon of healing was delayed, and the hands of the healers were shackled. The torn veil of life and death could not hold, and the wounded soul was pronounced dead only a short span after reaching the halls of the great healer of Franciscus, the General Hospital of Zuckerberg.
The chariot masters, Cruise, a branch of the great chariot makers of General Motors, claim innocence. Viewings of the incident, shared with scribes of The New York Times, display a curious dance of guilt and innocence. Death is imminent, yet they deny their chariots’ role in this. The damnable evidence shows that other chariots, other healing wagons, maneuvered past the motionless beast of Cruise.
Is this how it ends? Are these the prophecies unfolding, the dreaded days of yore that the ancients warned about? Or can a hero emerge from this chaos, to tame these iron beasts? The end is near, yet hope springs eternal.
Based on the original article "Driverless Taxis Blocked Ambulance in Fatal Accident, San Francisco Fire Dept. Says".
