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even sure she knew how to stop, not that she really needed to clipping and smashing through any and everything getting in her path.

    “Oh Shit!” Sophia yelled.

    The mammoth oak tree had probably a century on it within those woods; its trunk was clearly six times the width of Sophia’s body. Age would give it the strength and density close to steel making it strong enough to stop anything made of fiberglass and even some things made of pure steel itself. Sophia barreling through obliterated a huge portion of the trunk on impact sending chunks and splinters flying everywhere, she would have been fine if she did not trip over what was left of the trunk sending her into an awkward roll tumbling down an embankment destroying any and everything in her path whether it be wood or stone. What was left of the tree could not support its weight any longer, as it burst in half and fell to Earth with a ground-shaking thud.

    Sophia screamed and cursed as she tumbled down the steep embankment falling in ways that should have snapped her neck or split her skull open. She would scream again as she would be flung off a cliff to the bottom of the embankment falling a good fifty feet hitting the river down below hard like a two ton Mack truck.

    Minutes would go by as she finally got her bearing underwater and battled against the currents to come up, her now powerful lungs kept her from drowning as she emerged, but her gag reflexes made her hack up half of the river she took in while going under. As she finally made her way to the shoreline of the river, she continued to throw up what was left of the water in her lungs. Yeah she was still human she thought to herself, that and the fact that her heart was still beating in her chest meant she was not the walking dead. Sophia instinctively checked herself to make sure she did not break a bone only to find that despite the life-ending tumble she took there was not a scratch on her.

    She looked around in wonderment as the morning sun shined down on her, then the realization of what happened several hours again caused her to emit a nervous laugh mixed with sobbing tears as she clutched her chest.

    Several hours ago, the state of Texas executed her. A couple of hours ago she was brought down by a hail of bullets; after each death she was resurrected stronger than the previous time giving her the ability to physically break out of prison fighting through a brigade of heavily armed and highly trained correctional officers, police and from what she could tell SWAT team. Four years ago, she was sure she would never see outside of those walls alive, and there she stood on a riverbank free underneath God’s blue sky.

    She then remembered why she was there, distorted images; memories she had no knowledge of flashed before her eyes. Pieces of an obvious puzzle hidden from her for years, Sophia grabbed her skull trying to sort through the visions. It was then that she realized that around her wrists were the restraints from the lethal injection table. She went to unbuckle the wrist restraint on her right wrist when she was hit with the vision of being on the lethal injection table, going to sleep, feeling herself suffocating and dying despite the assumption that lethal injection was the most “humane” and “peaceful” way to be executed before everything went dark. She could feel her lungs filling with air again, more distorted memories flooding her mind, the skull cracking strike of the baton, the bullets ripping into her body, and choking on her own blood before the piercing pain of a bullet penetrating her skull; destroying her brain before everything went black for a second time. She did not know how long she was in the black but for the second time air violently rushed into her lungs again, her heart felt as if it was going to beat out of her chest, and all of her veins felt as if they were on fire. The last pain she would ever feel before escaping Mountain View would be what felt like