Deb looked at the wreck that had been her car. It was a junkpile now and not really likely to be salvaged or seen before she eventually died from the engine fire that already was blanketing the front of the Lexus breathing slowly towards her unconscious form. She idly thought that if knew she was going to die today she wouldn't have just thrown on
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