Okay, I think some people playing this game might actually have trouble distinguishing between it and reality.
...someone call the internet police. I'm scared.
After the initial bewliderment had settled in, I was suddenly struck with what I can only transcribe to you as sadness mixed with sheer anger. I was sad for Kate because she seemed like such a nice person in the game. And then I felt anger towards the car driver for having taken her (digital) life away. Having a pistol in my arsenal, I walked around to the black car, looked at the male driver for a moment, aimed and shot him in the head. He slumped forward, his bloody cranium resting on the horn (producing that unending nosie that we're all familiar with from having watched enough movies). I felt a wave of relief hit me, but it wasn't over.
...someone call the internet police. I'm scared.