A burning plane comes soaring toward the ground in the direction of three friends. 

Friends: Ahhhh!

Two of the friends run for their lives, the burning plane skidding along the ground right behind them.

Friend 1: Wait – we lost Ann!

Friend 2: There’s no time, keep running!

The two friends gasp for breath in front of the motionless wreckage. A ways behind them, Ann stands several paces to the side of the skid marks. She looks at her friends, bewildered.

Ann: Why didn’t you just step to the side?

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