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The motor revs up and the car pulls backward. The chassis pushes against the sedan behind it, bulging the flattened hood. Then the car moves forward into the van, pushing the vehicle a few inches forward. Emma repeats the process several more times. You still can not see in but the figure in the back is speaking to Emma and pointing in the direction of the car's motion. After a few cycles of back-and-forth motion, the luxury car is free and pulls a car length away from the accident site.

Emma steps out and walks back to Heather and you.

"Yo, wait up," you hear from behind her. The figure steps out of the car—a tall man with medium length brown hair combed forward into a point and a short goatee. He wears a dark red hoodie with a black windbreaker over it and faded brown jeans. His slight smile and dark, narrow eyes give him an almost villainous look.

"So, anyway, like I said. I'm Devlin."

"I'm Victor zombie, this is my sister, Emma, and her friend, Heather."

"Alright, cool. So, where y'all headed?"

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