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Miles wakes up, unaware of where she is. She's moving, and it's dark. It dons on her. Miles must be in a trunk. She groans, her head spinning and her body weak. Her hands reach around the dark trunk, finding a bag. She reaches her hand in and find a wet syringe, a grey hoodie and black gloves. She shivers as she imagines where she's going. Miles helplessly kicks at the trunk, breathing heavily, as she acknowledges the fact she should use her air wisely, for it is a tiny confined space. Then when all else fails, she blacks out.

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