Demise of the Living
“The sound of meat and metal colliding cut off the rest of Colin’s statement.
“You hit him deliberately,” he said.
Billy hit the water spray and the windshield wipers. The wiper blades squeaked their way over the grimy glass, pulling scraps of bloodied flesh with it. It took a few good swipes and a liberal amount of water before the view was clear again.
“What am I supposed to do?” Billy said. “The road’s too narrow too dick about.”
Colin sat back in the seat, deflated. Out of the side window he... could see the looted shop fronts, burnt-out cars, and decaying corpses, some lying still, others shambling towards the car.
“Where do we go from here?”
Billy asked as they came up on a junction.
“South. Your right,”
Colin said.
“I don’t know why we didn’t think of this before!” Thomas exclaimed.
“Think of what?” Colin asked.
With that, the car was filled with the strumming of a guitar and the wheezing of a harmonica.
“What the hell?” Colin asked.
“Where’s the button?”MoreLess
“You hit him deliberately,” he said.
Billy hit the water spray and the windshield wipers. The wiper blades squeaked their way over the grimy glass, pulling scraps of bloodied flesh with it. It took a few good swipes and a liberal amount of water before the view was clear again.
“What am I supposed to do?” Billy said. “The road’s too narrow too dick about.”
Colin sat back in the seat, deflated. Out of the side window he... could see the looted shop fronts, burnt-out cars, and decaying corpses, some lying still, others shambling towards the car.
“Where do we go from here?”
Billy asked as they came up on a junction.
“South. Your right,”
Colin said.
“I don’t know why we didn’t think of this before!” Thomas exclaimed.
“Think of what?” Colin asked.
With that, the car was filled with the strumming of a guitar and the wheezing of a harmonica.
“What the hell?” Colin asked.
“Where’s the button?”MoreLess
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