Alex and Kiley hopped on the motorcycle and watched Dallen speed off. [color=cyan] "Alright. Let's hope the way to the farms is clear. Also hope they are still alive."[/color] Alex and Kiley rode for a good while going slow and looking at all the horror caused. Massive pileups, numerous wrecks, obliterated buildings. The worst though was the endless amounts of bodies trapped in immovable ovens and inescapable tombs. This was all they could see just outside the city, but once they got farther out it was not as bad. Still though, the images would always be in their memory.

[color=magenta] "Do you really think it will be better farther out?" [/color]

[color=cyan] "I hope so. Whatever these things are they most likely got destroyed in the bombings. I just hope it wasn't a widespread disease."[/color] As Alex finished his sentence they pulled up on another roadblock. Long lines of cars trying to get somewhere, but when they finally reached the front all that was there was a single 'body' ripped apart by what appeared to be teeth and hands and lying beside it was a automatic rifle covered in blood and guts. Looking far down the road bodies were lying as if they had been running either from or towards something. [color=magenta] "What happened?"[/color]

[color=cyan] "I'm not sure but we need to check it out."[/color]

[color=magenta] "What! Why?"[/color]

[color=cyan] "Think about it. If there were people here they ran from something. We need to follow to see if someone is in danger."[/color] Alex revved the engine and speed down the road constantly looking around to make sure they weren't waking up something the shouldn't. They finally stopped when they could see in the distance a few of the things surrounding a couple of houses.