Surprise!

The car lurched, hit from behind by a large black van, spinning at a hundred miles per hour with a screeching of rubber. Muffy screamed, her mind racing. Someone had hit them. On purpose. Whoever it was must have overidden the autodrive safety protocols on both vehicles. She had enough time to realise that before their car tyres bit into the tarmac and their sedan launched in a sideways roll along the freeway. Polymer safety gel engaged instantly, filling the car and setting solid in microseconds as the plastic crash pads buckled and flew off in a dizzying centrifugal spin. Muffy could distantly feel the shockwaves of the car eroding and disintegrating in its tumbling throes through the solid protective polymer material that encased her. The car came to a halt upside down and their was a hissing as the polymer evaporated.

She felt the air rush back into the cabin, cooling her sweaty skin. The driver's side window imploded, spraying shards of glass across the interior. A voice spoke softly to her. "Come with me if you want to live."

Muffy hung inverted in her seat, held there by her seat belt as she looked up through the broken window into the face of a handsome, kind looking man. His concerned eyes were a startling blue. Then she saw his ears. Dog ears. He was an anthropet, just like her! He reached out to unbuckle her seat belt and she fell to the car roof in an awkward tangle of limbs. The dog man helped her out through the wrecked car window. The false Senator reached into his jacket pocket and awkwardly pulled out his phone. "Muffy! You have a tracking device. If you leave the car without my permission, it will activate and emit a signal which will trace your position. I will find you. You will be punished Muffy-“ the dog man shook his head.