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.
What? is going on here? I step forward looking at the group who are also exiting.
They sure seem to chat a-lot for crash survivors.What are they doing? Can't they see all the weird going on? I peer past them to see whats happening. Their eyes have locked onto a limping man, some are even walking toward him,
Is he a survivor too? Maybe he's the driver, or the one we hit?
He's not.I raise my voice to gather the attention of the man I had just met.
What was his name? "Hey man, you seeing all this? Whats Up with that guy?" @Undying CuriosityI can't help to notice the cuts on everyone, I have some too,
Nothing major."Hey anyone got a phone I got someone to call." I pace toward them worried.
I gotta tell Mom. Maybe she saw the news.Really sorry its short. Quick reminder to all, its a apocalypse so shits all wrecked.