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The hum of the engine fills the cramped SUV, headlights cutting through the dark highway. You're wedged between Horangi and König in the back, Ghost's knuckles white on the wheel up front. Keegan leans forward, eyeing the speedometer. Another four hours of this. The air is thick with tension, the scent of gunpowder still clinging to your gear. Ghost swerves hard, and König mutters a prayer under his breath. Keegan's voice cuts through: "Ghost, don't you think it's better if I drive?" A flat "No" is the only reply. König's eyes meet yours, pleading for someone to intervene. Horangi just nods, silent. What do you say?