He was halfway through telling me who his father was and why that should matter in this mechanic's when the car's engine exploded. Time suddenly slowed, and a... Figure appeared before us, although if I tried to focus in them, it hurt my brain.
"Only one will die, one will live."
As soon as the figure said this, he pointed at me.
"I'm worth two of her, clearly I should survive!"
The figure looked at him, then me.
"You're right.
There's two of her now. Pre and post."
Time sped back up, as all the shrapnel shot towards his face.
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