Introduction
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The morning air is damp and sticks to Ara's now shuttering body, her breaths fast and hot matching Houstons humid air. It was just creeping past 5am and she was already running, her footsteps echoed on the concrete but wait- How is that possible? There was always one or two cars swooshing past nothing more to see but a gush of lighting fast wind pressing aganist your body or maybe a honk or two.. or seven. She slowed down, something around her made her hairs raise, made them straighten in attention as if they were squaring up while a sergent passed in the miltary. She didnt know it at the time, that very moment that in 12 days her life might just flip into something she wasnt expecting....