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the axeman cometh: part one
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Look up here, I'm in heaven
I've got scars that can't be seen
I've got drama, can't be stolen
Everybody knows me now.
Look up here, man, I'm in danger
I've got nothing left to lose.
I'm so high, it makes my brain whirl.
Dropped my cell phone down below
Ain't that just like me?
Lazarus
David Bowie
2:40 ────────༓──────────── 6:22
2011
FOCUSED ON THE ROAD AHEAD OF HER, COREY ZONED OUT. The humming from her passenger seat was the one constant besides the Californian desert that surrounded the vehicle. Her fingers tapped against the steering wheel. The beat of the song on the radio thumped through the speakers as she searched the long road before her for the turn she needed to take.
"You know," the familiar voice next to her broke her focus as she blinked back into reality. She turned her head to take a quick look at the blonde that sat with her feet sticking out of the old truck's open passenger window. "If I had half a mind, I'd think you were taking me somewhere to kill me." The laugh that bubbled up from the blonde's chest made her shake her head. A playful smirk slinked across her lips.
"Calm down," Corey laughed. Her head tilted as she continued to focus on the road ahead of her. They'd driven in a straight line for miles. The road continued in the same direction ahead of them for just as long. "We're almost there." She didn't need to look to her side to know that Madison was rolling her eyes at her.
"Can you at least tell me where we're going?" The blonde's pout was audible. Corey gave her a look, one that told her all she needed to know; a side eye and with an air of where's the fun in that?
"If I tell you, it's no longer a surprise." She heard the scoff leave the other girl's lips before the scrunching of leather squeaked out as she wiggled into her seat more. Corey reached across the center of the bucket-seat, her hand finding its home against the blonde's thigh. She squeezed once, taking a quick look at the girl who rested with her straw sun hat blocking most of her face.
She knew Madison was frustrated; their schedules hadn't lined up in months. It was enough of a hassle for Corey to have to miss the wrap party for the scripted Scooby-Doo project she was a part of in order to go on tour with her band, but just seeing each other over the screens on their phones was draining. Filming had been pushed back due to flubs in the script and the timing overlapped. When she'd left the filming location in Toronto and touched down in Los Angeles, Madison was filming a project in Barcelona — a visually appealing sci-fi fantasy alongside Milla Jovovich.

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