It all happened so fast, I hardly had any time to react. It was almost like a scene from a movie, literally. And that's because, in a way, it was.
It was a Monday, just two days before Christmas. I was driving home from my dad's house, having spent the weekend with him and his girlfriend for my Christmas get-together with them. I was heading west on the interstate, maybe 30 or 45 minutes into the 2 hour and about 20 minute drive home, just reaching one of the cities that I use as a checkpoint of sorts during the trip, and saw something....completely unexpected. My jaw hung, my eyes bulged, as I tried to make sense of what I saw, knowing that I wasn't dreaming, but unable to believe it.
Flying just a little ways overhead with her ice powers, was none other than Elsa, from the newest Disney movie Frozen, which was still playing in theaters. I had no idea how she was real, how she was here, right where I was, and I also didn't know she could use her powers to fly. I mean sure, the ice coming from her hands were powerful, pulsating wintry auras, so perhaps she learned a new skill. That's when I saw the intense look on her face, as well as just how much ice she was using to stay airborne, obviously fleeing from something, yet with determination and anger.
My adrenaline rushed, my instincts screamed. I didn't take another moment to think. I pulled over quicker than you could blink as all the other cars on the interstate kept going, not knowing how to react to the flying woman, and I jerked open my door, screaming her name. "ELSA!!!"
The snow queen jerked her head at me in extreme surprise. Our eyes locked, but just for a moment. She gazed back towards the south, then flew straight down to my car, and without missing a beat, I unlocked the doors right as she gripped the handle tightly, jerking open the door and climbing in. As we both closed our doors behind us, she commanded "Drive, drive!" I jerked my head around to make sure there were no cars coming, and slammed my foot on the gas pedal, flooring it back onto the road, reaching the speed limit in no time, heart racing as the Snow Queen from my latest Disney movie obsession buckles herself into the passenger seat of my Subaru Forester, not knowing exactly what was happening, or what I had just gotten myself into, but knowing I was about to find out.