Why my life sucks right now
1) This airports been demolished by Mr Chubby. 2) I drove all this way for nothing. 3) Mr Chubby just saw me.
"Fuck" I shout.
I swing my car around and slam my foot on the accelerator. I'm making progress, but not much. Mr Chubby's footsteps echo behind me and leave cracks in the paved road. He keeps shouting and soon there's a whole horde of the zombie things. They really need a name other than 'Those Creatures'. For now I don't really care though. I race across the motorway trying desperately to escape the horde. Soon I'm leaving town and crossing the Harbour Bridge. Mr Chubby pursues me onto the bridge but as soon as his foot connects with the ground it collapses, effectively destroying the horde and the bridge segment. Then the rest of it starts breaking. I don't care if I don't have a fucking seatbelt on, I don't care about anything about anything but surviving this. Ironically the only thing I can think about is Hot Wheels and their motto, 'It always comes down to speed'. How cliche. Then I see a car materialism in my vision. I hear the shatter of glass, the feel of the wind blowing on me, the pain of the impact, and then I'm gone.
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Arisen
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