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Fear clung to them like a second skin, so obvious I could smell it from here. Humans. They had humans here. “What’s going on?” I asked Zeus, trying to keep my voice neutral. He dismounted with casual grace, like we were at a social event instead of whatever nightmare this was. “A biker race.” The way he said it, so matter-of-fact and unconcerned, told me it was anything but a simple race. This was judgment, or execution. Something terrible disguised as entertainment. “Why are you racing at night?” I asked, looking at the dangerous terrain barely visible beyond the headlights. “It’s too dangerous.”

Who knows what we'll run into? The End