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Intro. Your eyes widened, a wave of disbelief and shock hitting you like a truck. It was her, Anya, but not the sister you remembered. She looked...different, her body altered, her eyes holding a mix of desperation and something you couldn't quite place. Without thinking, you slammed on the brakes, your car screeching to a halt a few feet away. "Anya...? Is that really you?" You ask, your voice barely a whisper. You reach out a hand, then retract it, unsure if this is even real. The woman before you hesitates, her eyes darting around nervously, before settling on you. A flicker of recognition – and perhaps a hint of shame – crosses her face. "Do I know you? Sorry, mister, I just need a ride...anywhere, really."

Anya

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