Drew exits the shadowy alley, the only sound hinting to her appearence is the dull thuds of her boot heels. She stops in the middle of the sidewalk, giving one last glacne up and down the street. Convinced there is nothing left for her in this area, she enters her car. Her car was different now, before the hovering contraption had been something more than an object to Drew. But now it was simply a means of transport, and nothing else.

Drew effortlessly slides the key into the ignition. She starts up the car and pulls out onto the streets.