The body collided with a car that had frozen to the freeway, the body landing with a loud [i]THUNK.[/i] It shakes, a hand reaching to its head, before it does its best to stand against the frozen vehicle.

It's apparent that the 'thing' is human. A woman, to be precise. She looks up at the top of the ruined freeway.

[i]"Coming for me, beastie!?"[/i] She cries out, drawing a small pistol. Her voice contains a hint of a British accent. 

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At the edge of the freeway still perpendicular to the ground, a large creature drags itself toward the abandoned freeway. It is pale, almost sickly in appearance despite its large size. It seemed like an amalgamate of various creatures, dragging itself along the ash-covered road with numerous twisted limbs. Multiple mouths of varying size and shape at the front of the beast, where a face should've been, screamed in unison; a combination of a roar of rage and a shriek of agony.