Road Kill

Twilight, maybe a little after. Darkness had set after all. Another long day in the laboratory. Dinner cannot wait, my tummy says. A quick call to the pizza place, to pick up my usual order of spinach bread (they have to know my order by now, occasionally with a side of garlic knots when the glutton in me kicks in). A quick detour and I whiz back home. Quick. A flash of bunny. Maybe with a white tail? Only my memory can tell now. A barely palpable bump accompanied with a sickening crack. A quick scream escapes my mouth. Rest in peace sproinger.