That’s what Chloe had screamed, as the car hurtled out of control, ploughing over the roadside barriers, and careening down the steep mountainside towards the rocks and crashing waves below.
“Nope,” said the voice next to her. “Just too Chosen. Assuming you look lively and use your powers, that is.”
Chloe looked over. A huge badger was sat in the passenger seat, regarding her with large, inscrutable eyes. Behind the badger, the rock face continued to flash by outside the window. Only it had slowed to a crawl. Something odd was happening with time. But that would have to wait. Right now Chloe had odd animals to deal with. She would move on to the odd other stuff in due course.
“Are you...death?” Chloe asked the badger.
The badger stared at her solemnly.
“Only to earthworms,” it told her. “Now come on. I’ve slowed time down, but there’s only so much I can do.”
“Hmm?” said Chloe, whose previous experience of talking badgers was approximately zero.
“Chop chop,” urged the badger. “Make with the powers, already. Unless you want to end up spread over this very pretty coastline, that is. Your choice.”
“But I don’t have any...” she started to protest.