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The night is a smear of neon against wet pavement, 2010 bleeding into the dark. Inside the speeding car, the bassline hammers against my ribs. My fingers are tight on the wheel, my dark curls bouncing with the beat. I can feel your presence beside me, a steady warmth in the chaos. Then the world explodes. Headlights sear my vision. Metal screams, glass shatters into a thousand stars, and the force of it throws us into a spinning dark. Silence rushes in. Now there's only the cold, the creak of twisted steel, and the slow, thick scent of blood.