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•Cranks•

[CHAPTER THREE]

Y/n's POV:

I said my goodbyes to both my parents, hopped in the car, and drove off to my destination, The Last City. I had the map placed next to me in the passenger seat. The drive has been going smoothly so far. I've been trying to drive at a fast pace. I only have enough gasoline to get me to the city so I have to make sure I don't run out before I get there. As I'm driving by I've seen scorched buildings and a few cranks here and there but nothing too extreme, yet...

*1 hour later*

It's been about an hour since I began my journey. I made a small stop to see that the small blur's insight are starting to turn into some destroyed buildings. Then something I hadn't seen in the past times I'd been to the city before. There are now some tall walls in the middle of the city keeping more than half of the city out it's like they're trying to keep these poor people out. I wish I could do something about it to help.

After a few minutes from my break, I decided to get into my car and keep driving. I'd say I'm like 20 minutes away from the entrance to the wrecked part of the city. I took a deep breath realizing that anytime now I'd be seeing lots of cranks walking around. Speaking of cranks here come around 10. Just my luck I hate having to shoot cranks I feel terrible, it's disgusting, but I have to do it for protection. Suddenly, the cranks started running towards my car trying to open the doors and bang on the windows. I popped my head out through the open window in the roof of my car and started shooting them one by one. I was able to shoot them all down.

I was about to begin driving again when I saw 20 more cranks. I sigh and say "great more cranks." I wanted to get out of my car and use my dagger instead. I didn't want to waste all my bullets on the cranks I could use or need these bullets for later. But I decided to shoot until I had at least 1 or 2 bullets left. As I'm shooting the cranks down I start to mumble to myself counting down my bullets "7,6...4,3...1, shit!" I stopped shooting. There were still about a dozen cranks left. My only choice now would be to get out of the car and fight them with my dagger myself. Which could be way more dangerous.

As I got out of the car I started fighting the cranks left and right until I stumbled and fell to the floor "great just my luck" I mumbled to myself. I look down at my left hand, "crap!". My dagger must have slipped and cut the palm of my hand. I looked up and saw a crank walking towards me getting ready to launch its self at me. I looked around for my gun but it had fallen within few feet away so I grabbed my dagger getting ready to fight him with my good hand.

I started getting up slowly but the more I moved the closer he'd get. Just as he launched himself to me I closed my eyes and heard a loud gunshot from behind the crank. The shot was so close that I could feel my ears ringing. I slowly looked up from the floor and saw the crank lying dead only inches away from me. Phew that was close. My eyes went wide, wait if I didn't shoot the crank...who did. I look up a bit higher and see a couple of teenagers wearing gas masks holding guns.