‘Be at peace, child,’ the voice of the Praetor spoke inside her mind. xx video “For you,” her father said, “yes. Béla was behind the wheel of her exotic little red sports car. There had been pain – a burning, a wasting away of her body, but now she could let go – let go and be reborn! A machine of some sort was addressing her. As the Praetor slowly froze her soul, she realized that it did not intend to release her, ever. ‘I’M ON FIRE!!!’
She tried to leap out of her seat, but the seatbelt held her down. They were discussing something called a ‘war’. Béla stuck her tongue out at him and clipped her seat belt to the console that separated the bucket seats.
