"We're going to Surprise." Fred laughed with a wicked grin.
"Surprise?" Floyd groaned, the same quaver in his voice from earlier when he talked to Eileen. Nervousness.
"Yes, Surprise. Town in Arizona."
Eileen huffed, crossing her arms once she freed them from Floyd. "That's forever away. We have a beat to shit pickup truck, three people and tons of..Those creepy ass dead things. Sorry, but I don't have a death wish, old creep." She waved her arms around, stomping and shouting at him.
Floyd stumbled back a few times when he saw a horde approach the sound. "No, no, nooo." He whined, tripping over his own feet, scooting back across the floor, into the living room.
Fred jumped up and ran to the guns laying neatly on the couch. He grabbed his rifle and began shooting, as the things pounded, and two, together, broke through the door.
"Fuck!" Fred yelled, the rifle jammed, the horde pouring into the house.
A nightmare, an absolute nightmare. The last thing Floyd remembered was growls, moans, faded gunfire, yelling, screaming. It was all hazed over, swirling in his head, Floyd's vision blurred. Like a dream.
YOU ARE READING
2020
ActionWelcome to hell. Remember that one expression your friends used to exclude someone? "Avoid him like a plague." They said and you all just laughed along, stupidly. Now, as the years roll on and hits 2020, how are you supposed to shun the invasion if...
