[ dani has known for a while now that her life is in danger — but it's been the constant kind, a low level threat that could turn immediate at any moment but hasn't. there hasn't been any bullets headed her ways, any enforcers coming to take her out. none of that has happened.
instead, she finds herself on a beach, surrounded by fire and smoke, and this cannot be her father's doing, but it's nonetheless terrifying. she has no idea what to do, so she does the only thing she can think of: slipping out of her high heels and making her way across the sand to somewhere hopefully less smokey and firey.
she figures she's making progress, but when a piece of metal comes flying her way, the only thing she can think of isn't running. it's to scream. ]
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instead, she finds herself on a beach, surrounded by fire and smoke, and this cannot be her father's doing, but it's nonetheless terrifying. she has no idea what to do, so she does the only thing she can think of: slipping out of her high heels and making her way across the sand to somewhere hopefully less smokey and firey.
she figures she's making progress, but when a piece of metal comes flying her way, the only thing she can think of isn't running. it's to scream. ]