This is chilling. I had to reread this straight away, it captures the reader.

The thing I love most about nonsense stories is no matter what you had in mind when you wrote it, it can mean anything. This slips between tragic and sinister for me, making me at once mistrust him and feel for him.

Are they both there, dying? Did he kill her, is it a car crash, is he a victim, was that an ambulance or the perpetrators?

I haven’t been on this site long but I can say that this is my favorite thing I’ve read yet. the atmosphere and morbidity of it touches on all the right places.

The jarring transition in this sentence really worked for me: “I think of my girlfriend, her laugh and her eyes shining like the two red lights down the end of the road are stopping.”

I agree with the other commenters. Eerie, chilling, and melancholy.