Damien watched helplessly as the shots rang out. Two quick pops, a pause, and a third.

The gunfire had come from a dark car, which had been slowly creeping along the wet road.

He watched as the man on the sidewalk twisted and fell to the ground.

The car moved towards him, the driver's window slowly closing, a dark form behind the wheel.

The first time he saw it happen, he wondered if he would be next.

But later he realized the truth. He was a spectral witness to his own murder;

And there was nothing he could do to prevent it.