the vibrations built at a steady pace, a counterpart to the g’s mashing Meenar into the seat. the road had a outward slope and curve that would not relent for another two minutes. If she survived there would be further challenges awaiting her reshaped cerebral matter. these hurdles were distant obstacles whispering on the horizon. they could still prove to be unreachable, already her vision had blurred and slashes of light randomly pierced its field. hold.