The fear gets on top of you. Seems like the neighborhood is under attack or something and the only thing that you can think to do is get away. You ignore the screams for help and dash for your car, unlocking it and starting it up. You throw it into gear and speed off full throttle. The roads don't have many cars on them and you are going 90 in a 40 zone, just trying to get the fuck out of the city, maybe it's safe in the country or you can outride the storm.