[ The jeep roars. There is no way to get out of there like this, the sound loud and the terrain this side of uneven, but it's not far. The gate, she thinks, might be more trouble than it's worth, but they just need to get inside—
From the masses is a scream, high pitched and full of treble, unholy, like the last scream of a burning man. ]
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[ The jeep roars. There is no way to get out of there like this, the sound loud and the terrain this side of uneven, but it's not far. The gate, she thinks, might be more trouble than it's worth, but they just need to get inside—
From the masses is a scream, high pitched and full of treble, unholy, like the last scream of a burning man. ]