Cracked Windshield

"Was that the end of the line?" Norm asks in a pain filled Voice. "It was something." Olivia responds, grasping her neck. I get up slowly and notice the windshield is cracked. "Hey guys, I think we have a way out." I say , pointing to the cracked windshield."Yeah, but where does it lead?" Norm asks. "Who cares?" Olivia replies. Norm shakes his head. He then helps me smash the windshield. Bits of debris fall in the car , but nothing too destructive. Before we knew it, the windshield was gone and we were out of the car, on foot in the abandoned tunnels.