48 The fire-lit escape of the haunted souls, part 3

At the ten meters mark, Shin suddenly twisted the steering wheel to the left side. With a screech of tires, the car swerved to the sidewalk. Its right wheels jumped into the air at the sharp turn, and then jumped again when the car drove over the sidewalk's edge. Now the left half of it was on the sidewalk, while two other wheels still touched the road.

"The sidewalk! He's trying to drive around the barricade on the sidewalk!" a policeman shouted.

"There's no way! It's too narrow for a car, he will crash!"

"Get away from there before he drives you over!"

The policemen scattered from Shin's way, still shooting at his car. More glass shattered. Several shards pierced Shin's skin, but he barely felt any pain.

His heart was pumping stronger than it had in a while. His knuckles were white on the steering wheel, but his mind was calm, like a frozen lake.