Its Basically the End of the World

RUNNING

The highway not surprisingly, was like hell.

In a few hours it seemed like the purge had happened. Cars, motorcycles and others "means of transportation" had either been flipped over, caught on fire or just plainly not working.

"What has the world come to" pondered Tim.

Still driving pretty fast down the highway, Tim looked  over at his mother to see how she was doing.

"Hey mom, you alright over there?".

His mother still half-unconscious from the blow from the zombie barely replied.

15 minutes go by in silence. 

Tim was a curious boy, no doubt about it. But they say curiosity killed the cat, and in Tim's case it almost did.

While looking out the window "admiring" the scenery, Tim almost runs into a pack of zombies, swerving off the road and driving into a ditch. 

The zombies of course being the mindless and simple minded creatures they are head straight toward what they saw as "food". 

"Shit,Shit,Shit" panicked Tim.

Tim tried to unbuckle his mother's seat belt but it was jammed. Lucky enough for Tim these zombies were the slow kind of zombies.

"Okay Tim think, think".

He checks his mothers bag for anything that might help him, nothing. Tim goes to check the trunk to see if anything is there. Luckily his parents keep a crowbar in the trunk in case of an emergency.

The crowbar in retrospective was a little overkill. He actually broke the whole strap, not just the buckle itself.

Tim, barely able to pick up his mother from the seat drags her out the car. 

Getting her to her feet and decided to run through the woods to escape the zombies. 

"Into the woods we go I guess"