This one goes out sort of as a companion to GOM’s blogshort today.
Guardian
The space between worlds thinned. It moved, pushing the girl, sending her sprawling onto the dirt. The speeding truck missed.
Shaking with relief, she barely glimpsed a smudge in the air.
This is part of Blogshorts: 30 stories, 30 days, 30 words
Stevil 
Cross pollination BlogShorts…the challenge was worth hosting just for stuff like this to happen. :-)
See, it doesn’t necessarily mean she was killed … or even there.
Thanks for the shout-out.
Neil Gaiman, you’ve met your match in steve-o.