Screech! Bang.

"Ahhhh…!!"

A bright red sports car, speeding through the midnight streets of Omelas, collided with a boy crossing the road. With a deafening crash, blood splattered everywhere.

The boy’s left arm was severed by a sharp protrusion on the car’s bumper. Writhing on the ground, he clutched the bleeding stump, his cries echoing into the night.

Beside him on the road lay a crushed birthday cake, now an unrecognizable mess. It had been carefully ordered with the little money the boy had painstakingly saved. Today was his sister's birthday, and the cake was meant to celebrate it.

The headlights of the sports car illuminated the tragic scene.

Thunk.