What happens when three travels, tangled in the consequences of the apocalypse, stumble on an innocent. looking cabin?
"One more step and I'll blow your fucking brains out", he warned, in a deep voice.
He didn't see the people in front of his gun as...
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(Adaline Nakano)
If Leon was able to thoughtlessly get thousands maybe millions of people killed, what would Leon be willing to do to him?.
Sometime between driving the concept of time seemed to diminish.
Nathan felt as if within a blink of an eye, the day had turned into night.
The sun had made it's organized departure allowing the moon to take its rightful place in the middle of the opaque cyan sky.
The stars pursued closely behind it.
They placed themselves in their designated spots where they were able to mingle and mix, creating all sorts of shape and symbols among distant galaxies.
The fields that were once leafy, was now blended seamlessly into the shaded horizon, making the great beyond even greater than it seemed.
The breeze was tinted by an icy rush, which danced through the gaps in the car windows and under the apparel of it's riders.
Leon was sat in the passenger seat beside Nathan.
Leon glanced back at Sarah and found her sound asleep in the back.
Her eyelashes laid across her mixed-race cheeks as whatever movie played in her mind distracted her from the recent events.
Her short, black, curly hair was scattered across the leather seat.
Then he peeked at Nathan, taking in his appearance as he drove.
His hair sat messily on top of his head, which slightly bobbed every now and again, becoming increasingly tired.
The dull circles under his paled bruised eyes drooped from time to time.
This emphasised his exhausted condition.
Leon squinted, not feeling entirely comfortable with him driving half awake.
Leon looked down at his thighs, thinking about what to say.
He cleared his throat.
"Swap places with me, you look tired", Leon politely ordered.
Nathan's physique became visibly rigid from the unexpected entrance of Leon's voice.
"Nah, I'm okay", He replied.
He shifted to sit upright, hopefully giving the impression that he wasn't as run down as he seemed.
Leon signed, not trusting his little act.
"Nathan, stop the car", he said in a quiet accent, trying to keep the atmosphere still.
