They'd switched so the blond was driving. I felt light and distant, and more solid than I'd felt in hours. The blood always seemed to do that, fill them back up with themselves. And the floor gets electrified.
We were both maneuvering to a better position to draw down. They reminded me of grave robbers defiling corpses. With a death wish. I hugged myself, trying to stop the shivering, but it didn't really help.
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