"Objects in Mirror Are Closer Than They Appear"
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Someone walking home late at night sees someone following them. Or
s o m e t h i n g ? Unsure, they keep driving away but are followed by what almost looks like a large animal that was hit by a truck. How else would it be so disfigured?
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