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The Cadillac's headlights flickered on. Not yellow. Amniotic .

The cold came first. Not the cold of winter, but the cold of the operating table. The cold of the morgue drawer. Alexia lay on the linoleum of the garage, her scarred skull humming against the concrete. The titanium plate the surgeons had screwed into her cranium years ago was no longer a foreign body. It had grown hungry. titanium pelicula

Alexia climbed into the driver's seat, but she did not sit. She merged . Her vertebrae clicked into the steering column. Her ribs spread apart to accommodate the engine block, which now beat like a second heart. The car door closed over her like a lover's jaw. The Cadillac's headlights flickered on

As for Alexia, she is still out there on the midnight highway. You will know her by the sound. Not a roar. A purr . And if you flash your brights at her, she will slow down. She will roll down her window. The cold came first

The first boy laughed. "You gonna kiss it?"

Behind the glass, she has no face anymore. Just a grille. Just a smile made of chrome teeth.