Chapter Twelve

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"Britney shouldn't be in that car! She should be sitting next to me!" Jacob complains. All of a sudden, however, another car drives in between them. The driver of this car bumps into one car and then the other. He is trying to bump both cars off the road because he bumps into each of them constantly like they are bumper cars.

"Holy shit... I can't believe it but that is my mother driving that car! I was wondering where she ran off to." Jacob rolls down his window and begins to try to get his mother's attention.

"You do know that isn't your mother anymore, don't you?" Nick worries about Jacob. His mother is hitting their car and still he thinks she loves him. "But what I don't get is how she is driving? Zombies don't have any brains unless you count eating human flesh a thought." He looks at Rebecca. He hopes that she knows how a zombie knows how to drive. But she does not answer. All of her attention is occupied paying close attention on the other car and the direction that she is driving.

"I'm not ignoring you, Nick. I'm just trying not to get bumped off the road." She begins to get frustrated with the new car. So she starts bumping the car back. Maybe it will be the only way to get them to surrender their current endeavor and leave them alone. But Jacob's mother's zombie form is very tenacious.

"I would give up soon, Becky. They are determined to make us get into a car accident. They are zombies that don't care if they live or die because they are dead all ready." Nick advises.

"We aren't giving up yet. Jacob... shoot your mother in the head." Rebecca orders. She rams Jacob's already mangled car once more into the zombie's car.

"I can't shoot my own mother... even if she is a zombie."

"If you don't shoot her in her head I fear that she will force us into an accident."

"If I must." Jacob pulls out one of his side arms and aims it at his mother's head. But all of the fond memories he has shared with her comes crashing into his mind all at once. A tear begins to roll down his cheek as he lowers the gun; knowing that there is no way that he can kill his mother... even if she is all ready dead.

"I can." Thomas (the headmaster's personal field agent) quickly swipes the other gun out of Jacob's other holster. He carefully aims the gun at Ms. Whitmore's head. It's a little bit more difficult than he originally anticipated. Rebecca is driving the car way too fast and she is also hitting a lot of bumps, also including every time she bumps into the other car it jerks the car. But it's not entirely her fault seeing that Ms. Whitmore continues to try her best into driving them off the road. "Keep it steady. I can't get a clear shot."

"I'm trying." Balthazar appears in the back seat of the middle car. He has a sinister smile on his face. He orders something to Ms. Whitmore. She stops hitting Rebecca's car and begins ramming Brett's car harder than she has hit Rebecca's car.

"Balthazar is trying to separate our car and Brett's car. Look up ahead." Nick advises. There is an exit up ahead veering off towards the right; where Balthazar is trying to use it to his advantage.

"He is going to split us apart!" Jacob sounds concerned.

"Not if I can help it." Rebecca crashes into Balthazar's car and does not back off of it. The exit is right up ahead and their car is still on the main highway.

"We aren't going to make it onto the off ramp, Becky!"

"You're right!" She quickly brings her car completely onto the main highway, before she hits the barrier that splits the off ramp and the highway apart. The car spins out of control for a few moments, does a 360 and ends up 100 feet after the exit ramp and facing in the entirely other direction, puttering down the road.

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