As I climb out the broken window I carefully asses whats going on, Seemingly everything looks ok, but something on a closer look some things are off. Open doors, and some cars beside us without passengers. [color=f49ac2]What? is going on here?[/color] I step forward looking at the group who are also exiting.[color=f49ac2]They sure seem to chat a-lot for crash survivors.What are they doing? Can't they see all the weird going on?[/color] I peer past them to see whats happening. Their eyes have locked onto a limping man, some are even walking toward him, [color=f49ac2]Is he a survivor too?[/color] Maybe he's the driver, or the one we hit?[color=fff79a]He's not.[/color]

I raise my voice to gather the attention of the man I had just met. [color=f49ac2]What was his name?[/color] [color=00aeef]"Hey man, you seeing all this? Whats Up with that guy?"[/color] [@Undying Curiosity]

I can't help to notice the cuts on everyone, I have some too, [color=f49ac2]Nothing major.[/color][color=00aeef]"Hey anyone got a phone I got someone to call."[/color] I pace toward them worried. [color=f49ac2]I gotta tell Mom. Maybe she saw the news.[/color]

[color=fff79a]Really sorry its short. Quick reminder to all, its a apocalypse so shits all wrecked.[/color]