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- Traffic started moving again. He started the van moving again, then made another abrupt stop. My head smacked back against the headrest.
- *****
- Traffic was moving, and Tristan was going a decent speed, and this time, as something moved across the road, it was real, and not a phantom shadow. Tristan hit the brakes, and I could immediately tell it wasn't going to be enough.
- I flew, rising up in my seat, and activated my defenses for a moment, pushing back against my seat. I could hear the metal where it attached to the rest of the car protesting, and the entire van lurched. A sharp sound to my right marked the Wretch whacking at the door.
- We stopped with a few inches to spare.
- - Torch 7.3
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