Apocalypse Girl and I shared the front.
“Why east?” I asked her.
“Why not?” She countered.
“Come on, you've been insisting we go east at every opportunity. I deserve to know why, don't I?” We kept our voices to a bare whisper. She nodded.
“You're right. All the shit we've seen together...” She sighed, took a deep breath. “I want to head to Canberra. If there's anybody alive in any authority, they'll be there.”
“Yeah, maybe. Could also be that's where it all started first. I reckon that's a fucked up plan.” I told her. “We need to find somewhere to settle down, not find the fucking government.”
“That's just it, if it did start there first, then maybe they have a cure or some kind of inoculation or...” Apocalypse Girl stopped ranting when The Twin and Biker popped their heads over the seat.
“I found someone with authority, and what happened to me?” Biker pointed out. Apocalypse Girl's head lowered. “It is however the only plan we have.”
“We need to be careful about who we trust, that is certain, but I think the government, if there is any left, is about as good an idea as we can hope for right now. I still say it's a fucked up plan, but you're right. We'll head east again once we can turn right.” I said. With us all in agreement, the back door opened. Junior pushed The Twin aside in his haste to get in the car. He was soaking wet. As we argued, none of us noticed the rain had begun anew.
January 18th Year 1 A.Z.
morning
We ate to the steady beat of the rain, thrumming on the Valiant's roof. Nobody bothered to speak much, the rain seemed to have washed all hope and feeling from the world, and our hearts as well. Junior hadn't been out in the rain for any longer than a few seconds, yet it had begun with such ferocity that he was covered head to toe in a light film of greyish sludge. He had been sure to wipe himself as clean as possible before handling his food. As far as he knew, The Kid was still outside, though he might have been able to run for the Ute Considering the state of the weather, it was impossible to tell.
Agitation ruled the day, we fumed that we were immobile. Had the storm struck while we had some shelter, it wouldn't have been so bad, but the car was getting cramped and tempers were high, not to mention bodily odours. We had an empty bottle each that we filled far too swiftly. The Twin had a small amount of room left in hers, which Junior was begging to fill. Biker solved the situation by opening the door on her side a crack, and emptying all of our bottles. I really don't want to go into what we did for the...other. Not pleasant.
The rain began to slacken off, though the day itself was grey and gloomy enough to render visibility to practically nothing. I might have detected movement out there somewhere, but it was not possible to tell. Apocalypse Girl suggested turning the lights on, but I argued against it. If there was anything out there, it might attract them. If there was any one out there, it most definitely would attract them. She took her hand away from the ignition.
Just before we went entirely bananas, Biker pulled a deck of cards out of her leathers. She hadn't even known they were there, as she had simply grabbed the nearest clothes she could and hoped for the best. We spent the next couple of hours playing poker, and hoping that the others fared as well as we in the Ute
afternoon
Eventually the rain died down to little more than a drizzle. By this time the light had died to almost nothing, but there was most certainly movement out there. A whole hell of a lot of movement. We made certain that all the doors were locked, discreetly of course, and kept as close to silent as we could manage. The Dead seemed to possess
“Why east?” I asked her.
“Why not?” She countered.
“Come on, you've been insisting we go east at every opportunity. I deserve to know why, don't I?” We kept our voices to a bare whisper. She nodded.
“You're right. All the shit we've seen together...” She sighed, took a deep breath. “I want to head to Canberra. If there's anybody alive in any authority, they'll be there.”
“Yeah, maybe. Could also be that's where it all started first. I reckon that's a fucked up plan.” I told her. “We need to find somewhere to settle down, not find the fucking government.”
“That's just it, if it did start there first, then maybe they have a cure or some kind of inoculation or...” Apocalypse Girl stopped ranting when The Twin and Biker popped their heads over the seat.
“I found someone with authority, and what happened to me?” Biker pointed out. Apocalypse Girl's head lowered. “It is however the only plan we have.”
“We need to be careful about who we trust, that is certain, but I think the government, if there is any left, is about as good an idea as we can hope for right now. I still say it's a fucked up plan, but you're right. We'll head east again once we can turn right.” I said. With us all in agreement, the back door opened. Junior pushed The Twin aside in his haste to get in the car. He was soaking wet. As we argued, none of us noticed the rain had begun anew.
January 18th Year 1 A.Z.
morning
We ate to the steady beat of the rain, thrumming on the Valiant's roof. Nobody bothered to speak much, the rain seemed to have washed all hope and feeling from the world, and our hearts as well. Junior hadn't been out in the rain for any longer than a few seconds, yet it had begun with such ferocity that he was covered head to toe in a light film of greyish sludge. He had been sure to wipe himself as clean as possible before handling his food. As far as he knew, The Kid was still outside, though he might have been able to run for the Ute Considering the state of the weather, it was impossible to tell.
Agitation ruled the day, we fumed that we were immobile. Had the storm struck while we had some shelter, it wouldn't have been so bad, but the car was getting cramped and tempers were high, not to mention bodily odours. We had an empty bottle each that we filled far too swiftly. The Twin had a small amount of room left in hers, which Junior was begging to fill. Biker solved the situation by opening the door on her side a crack, and emptying all of our bottles. I really don't want to go into what we did for the...other. Not pleasant.
The rain began to slacken off, though the day itself was grey and gloomy enough to render visibility to practically nothing. I might have detected movement out there somewhere, but it was not possible to tell. Apocalypse Girl suggested turning the lights on, but I argued against it. If there was anything out there, it might attract them. If there was any one out there, it most definitely would attract them. She took her hand away from the ignition.
Just before we went entirely bananas, Biker pulled a deck of cards out of her leathers. She hadn't even known they were there, as she had simply grabbed the nearest clothes she could and hoped for the best. We spent the next couple of hours playing poker, and hoping that the others fared as well as we in the Ute
afternoon
Eventually the rain died down to little more than a drizzle. By this time the light had died to almost nothing, but there was most certainly movement out there. A whole hell of a lot of movement. We made certain that all the doors were locked, discreetly of course, and kept as close to silent as we could manage. The Dead seemed to possess
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