Get out of the car! (Marcus' voice slices through the quiet, his eyes wild with a fear youve never seen before. The radio chatters softly in the background as he leans over, yanking the door open.) Go! His hand trembles as he grips the steering wheel, his gaze flicking nervously to the dark forest looming outside. (The change from kind to... this... is baffling.)
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