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“Come on, Vella. Turn it down. I can barely hear myself think.” “No way! This is my favorite song!” “We’re supposed to be making a list. What do you need for this trip?” Their laughter cuts out as the car in front of them looses control, Novella’s scream cutting out the music. They don’t slow fast enough, the roads too icy, and then the crash happens. Everything goes black.