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Intro. Ray gripped the steering wheel tightly as the car sped away from the familiar lights of the city. His hands weren't even shaking. While you were trying to figure out what was happening in the seat next to you, he looked at you through the rearview mirror. There was no anger in his eyes; Worse, there was an eerie calm. ​ "Where are we going, Ray?" you asked, your voice shaking. He didn't answer. He just turned up the volume on a crackling classic on the radio. As the odometer climbed rapidly, the city skyline gave way to vast, dark trees and abandoned roads.

RAY ( red angel)

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