It Begins.

The sky turned an ugly purple colour just before the dark rain clouds rolled in.
The animals that crouched down by the side of the motorway shook in apprehension of the coming storm. It must have seemed to them that safety was the other side of the road.
Instead they were to cause the deaths of sixty seven people and destroy of eighty cars in one of Britain's worst car crashes in years.
It was a badger that started the deaths Running behind rabbits and a fox, strange enough in and of itself, the striped beast stopped in the middle lane and jumped at the oncoming set of headlights before him.
He landed on the bonnet of Tom Harven's brand new Mercedes SLR. Harven slammed on the brakes and screamed as the badger growled through his windscreen at him. He skidded to the right and was killed, along with the badger, when a Ford Transit travelling at 90 miles an hour smashed into his side.
The transit flipped onto it's side and slid for a good hundred metres. Behind the luck driver, who would only suffer a concussion, other animals began to leap at cars, on both sides of the three lane motorway.
When the first explosion hit, no-one knew what it was, assuming one of the cars ahead must have gone up from the fuel.
This was not the case.

The papers were full of the accident for days after. Everyone wanting to know why there were so many dead animals in the middle of the crash site.
No answers were ever found.