- Reads 25
- Votes 1
- Parts 1
- Time 12m
Ongoing, First published Apr 18, 2016
"Dammit," Bryson says pressing the brake into the floor shaking me awake. "What is it?" I ask in a sleepy voice. "Look," he says pointing out the front window. There was a herd of them. They hear the sound of the truck and start making their way towards us. "Can't you go around," I say. "It doesn't look like a lot. We could go right through," he says. "Are you crazy. We could get stuck," I say. He ignores my input and stomps on the gas pedal. He create a path through the dead when someone starts shooting at us. They hit the tire and we swerve off the road. The truck flips off the road and down the little hill. I'm thrown out the front window. The truck lands on my right leg. A piece from the front of the truck stabbed me on the upper left side of my stomach. I try to get up but wince in pain. The noise from the crash draws attention to us, They turn towards us. He runs over and picks me up. He starts running further into the woods. They're slow movers but they will catch up to you.All Rights Reserved
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