She presses the gas pedal flat against the floor of the car as the small vehicle quickly gains momentum. It slides over ice and cuts through the snow, branches reaching for Miller and slamming into the windows. She grips the steering wheel, knuckles white, and she wrestles for control of the car as it moves forward with a mind of its own, crashing into a tree. The last thing Miller sees as she flies through the windshield is white.
