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			The transport van began to go off then road, and for some reason, with all the commotion around him, Maze tried to not break eye contact with the female transport guard. When the van finally came to a stop, Maze had taken quite an beating, and as one can imagine, glass and steel don't mix well with recovering bruised and swollen eyes/lips. Having broken eye contact about the same time the van began to tumble down then cliff side, Maze's head was throbbing in places he didn't even know he had. He was rattled, his vision was blurred, and there was an curious sensation as if someone were screaming, yet it seemed quite far away.<br/>
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After a few moments, Maze shook his head and tried to clear the haze from his eyes. Only then did he realize the screaming was coming from the trapped, battered bus driver... And from his own lips. Heights did not agree with him, it seemed. Neither did big rocks or concussions.
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</blockquote><br/>Looking around, head swimming, Maze saw Erica talking with Martin, and arguing with the driver.  It didn't make much sense to him.  Then he spied a small piece of metal, part of the assembly that has held the busted window in place.  It had landed on the seat next to him.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff85">GM's Note: 25% chance to pick the lock on the handcuffs. </span>