Feast of Bones

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Dr. Tussinder was in great tension. He was regretting his step. ‘I shouldn’t have let them go, I can’t survive alone. I can’t even kill a rat. How could I save myself against these deadly creatures?’ He cried. He took out his pills; it was prescribed for maximum 2 doses. But he took out 4 without even counting and choked it in his throat.
For a moment he paused his car, at the intersection far left of him gun shots were being fired off. He saw two men fighting Zombies with guns, and then one of then got bite by a zombie. This ran chills through Tussinder. He drove his car ahead, trying to run off. But suddenly a rocket cam flying and blew the car little away from him. The car blasted with its wrecks spinning meters away.
“Fuck” Tussinder reversed his car.
Another bomb dropped and blew a car again. For moment, Tussinder was soul stucked. A swarm of zombies was attracted towards this sound. He was in confusion to choose the way to drive to, the safest, the best. ‘Right or Left’ he thought, ‘Or should I join those guys, I could be help for them. Doctor they may need. No! they would too abandon me. Or they could be dangerous. Who could fire a missile?? Indian army maybe, but that didn’t look like an army toy. It was more like experimental or homemade type.  Fuck, no time to think shit… I could just follow the path from which the missile came from and meet some strong or official people.’
Tussinder punched the accelerator and drove his Ride to the direction from which the missile came from. 
“I gotta survive, man!”

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Gauri was driving the car eccentrically. Instead of driving back to the city, she decided to go off main roads and drive on the highway through the jungle. But the high way blocked, mostly with stopped cars and truck. She saw a small weak road in the jungle, big enough to accommodate a large ambulance. She turned the vehicle right on the road, though the road didn’t looked right.
She was more in grief for hair than of getting killed at some turn. She almost forgot that she has lost Vivek sir too. She had few inches of hair still left.
“There was no other away, I’m sorry for your hairs.” PhalZ apologized. He could sense the anger in that young girl’s eyes and half broken hair.
Gauri punched PhalZ right on his nose. The blood vessels inside busted. PhalZ’s nose bled
“You better be,” Gauri cleaned the blood of her fist. “For the hairs!”
Her tone was so strong that PhalZ was inept to reply. Fook Mi and Fook Yu immediately came to the drivers cabin with first in her hands.
“Bitch better tame your hands” Fook Mi said “Or else you know what happens to wild animals.”
“They get locked in a cell” Fook Yu laughed and giggled.
Gauri thought it’s pointless to argue. She drove for few minutes in silence but then asked.
Fook Mi and Fook Yu took PhalZ back of the van for his private care. Within no time Gauri heard noises from back of the van.
“Ooh… yeh… Come on... Ahhh.. Yeahh..” Car was already shaking due to stones on the bad the road. Now it started to shake more.
Gauri felt little irritated and little heartbroken too. She was single, still single! She couldn’t stopped her from imagining what beautiful pleasure would have had if she had someone to love her too. She felt depressed and weak too.
“Kuch Khaane Peene k liye hey kya?” Gauri spoke softly. But she only heard OOhs and Aahs. She shouted loudly next time. No one could defeat the hunger. When it strikes, even the strongest can come on his knees to beg. 
“Ha Ha Ha! Yeh Ambulance hey, Koi food truck nahee” PhalZ shouted from back of the van, “Saline chadhaoo kya? Body kee halat dekh k toh wohee best hey tere liye”
Gauri’s hunger was so intense, but she took this joke seriously.
“Jo hey de de yaar.”
PhalZ threw a bottle of Saline at driver’s seat, Gauri broke its neck and started sucking it.

The breakfast wasn’t over but the breaks had to be applied instantly. A gang of people, dressed in tribal dress were standing with guns, spears and bows in their hands. Gauri thought that she has been graced by some help but their faces didn’t looked friendly. As the vehicle stopped the tribe men were ready to attack. Gauri raised her hands and said back, “Kapde pehenlo, kuch anchahe mehman mil gayein hey.”

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