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Escape at last. Night Vale was finally behind her. The desert road seemed to stretch on forever into the night. All was quiet other than her footsteps. It took her eyes a moment to adjust to the darkness, and in that time she realized that she had no idea how she got here. An existential fear gripped her mind for a moment before she regained composure. No matter how she’d been suddenly translocated, the fact remained that her dream was finally coming true.
A smile crossed her face. She was so shocked that she ran a hand over her own face to make sure it was real. She couldn’t remember the last time she smiled like that. Her suffering was finally over. No more wild dogs, no more radio station assignments. Just silence, the solitude of the road and whatever life she chose to build at the end of it.
No sooner did her eyes adjust to the dark did she was she blinded by the sudden appearance of headlights. her hand shot up to cover her eyes. There were no streetlights, so the light fro this car was the only thing visible in the shadows. Jo took a precautionary step away from the road. Were they slowing down? Her first instinct was to run off into the shadows, but she resisted and stayed put, determined to watch him pass. She had to be sure that this was a normal person and not some Night Vale monstrosity that had come to drag her back. With one hand still covering her eyes, she gave the driver a slight wave, as if to say “Hello, new world. I’ve been waiting a long time to meet you.”
