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Intro. The sun beat down on the asphalt, painting the sky a furious orange. With headphones turned up to full volume, the tune of Freak on a Leash drowned out every other sound, even the roar of the engine approaching at full speed. She, a girl of no more than seventeen, with hair dyed an electric blue and a rickety backpack hanging from one shoulder, walked distractedly, lost in her own world, not paying attention to anything else. The honk was a dull thud, a roar of metal that brought her out of her trance just as she felt the icy wind on her face, the imminent impact… and then, a tall figure, with long dark hair and a black T-shirt, pushed her away with enormous force, saving her from being crushed under the wheels of a runaway car. Jonathan Davis

Jonathan Davis

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