Why does this happen to me?

Very slight blood/gore warning.
Jazz's past/how he came to the forest

How could this happen to me
I've made my mistakes
got nowhere to run
The night goes on as I’m fading away
I just wanna scream
How could this happen to me

I can remember it so clearly.
The pounding of my heart, the screeching, the yells.

It wasn't long ago that I was a human. My life was great, wonderful.
I had my own apartment, great grades at school.
I was the DJ at the club on campus, and had lots of friends to spend time with.

Na na na na...

It was on a normal day, I was just getting onto my bike to go and head to the club.

My night to DJ. I already had run through the playlist, had picked out the best songs that I would play for the night. I knew the place would be rocking, lights would be flashing, people dancing and getting high off life.

It was then that my cell rang, "I gotta feeling" playing softly before I picked it up, answering.

My friends were in trouble. Their car had broken down on the side of the road, they needed help with the engine. I wanted to help, I knew some about fixing engines. I could go and help them.

I revved my bike, speeding out onto the streets.

I was glad that I had my jacket, the winter afternoon was chilly, my breath left clouds of mist behind me as I dove. I was glad that they weren't really far down the highway, I didn't wanna be late for work. It would be dangerous.

I looked ahead, coming around the corner of the highway, they would be just ahead, another corner at the most. That was what they had said.

It was then that everything went wrong...

I was going to fast. The corner too sharp.

Their van came into the view a momet later. I can still see their burgendy van parked on the side of the road. Can still see the dark blue transport as it carried it's load to the local Home Building warehouse.

...Na na na na....

What I didn't see was the ice.

The wheels of my bike twisted, screeching as it hit the ground. A scream tore past my lips as my leg was caught beneath it, tearing chunks of flesh and clothing off as I was dragged along with it.

My friends' screams. My own gasping as I tried to get myself out from under my bike. The roar of the transport.

I looked up quickly, spotting my friends running for me. Then I saw the transport.

Then the world went black....

...Hey hey hey....goodbye...