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Expressionless, Elizabeth seated herself in the rear passenger seat of Dmitri's car as soon as he assured her it was safe. For some reason, she began to loathe the idea of going back to the paltry shack that she called home. She'd rather appreciated the attention she'd received upon waking inside of Anya's apartment. Yet, that would soon halt. She would go home, barely survive, tend to Zinx, and slay mediocre demons that came after her or got in her way. Maybe it was for the best for her to stay out of trouble.

It was rather dark outside, but Elizabeth knew that it couldn't have been late. The clouds were gathering overhead and threatened to pour heavy rain upon the city. It was gloomy, and the gloom made Elizabeth feel even worse. She sunk down into the seat, suddenly finding comfort in the tightly closed space.

"Keep going down this road," she mumbled, just enough so that Dmitri could hear. She sat up slightly only so that she could point meaninglessly to the left. "There should be a road to the left a few miles down, and there will be a dead end. You can let me off there."

Sighing, she leaned against the car door. Vague memories of road trips with her parents came flooding back to her, but they were still too blurry to understand. The ghost of a sentence lingered on her tongue, and just as she was about to speak, a woman in tattered clothing leaped out in front of the moving car. The only brief thought Elizabeth could form was, [i]Oh how typical![/i]