"Never thought this would happen and so fast, no one even knows what it is or where it came from" She grabs your arm in a tight grip, "Dead folks don't get up and come back to life, do they?"
Obviously talking is helping, her voice is starting to seem more measured, stronger.
"I know the Bible talks about the resurrection of the flesh, but this isn't the way I figured it'd be...This aint the last days is it?"
No matter how you hit and curse the radio gives nothing but static. The closer you get to the centre the more choked the roads become with vehicles some obviously abandoned, others wrecks many of which still smoulder. As you pass the engine noise seems to be drawing an ever increasing horde of the shambling, limping and staggering dead. Men, women and children, some walk some crawl. A few wear military or emergency uniforms, but most wear the tattered and bloodstained clothing of the civilian populace.
From the windscreen you can see plumes of black smoke rising from various parts of the Cities skyline. Overhead the occasional whap-whap of hellicopter rotors attest to the continued military presence. It would seem that not everyone has given up the City. Ahead and above you an attack hellicopter grows larger as it heads towards you. Its progress becomes almost mesmerising, as if it will lull you too sleep. Then suddenly sparkles of white light blossom below its belly and the road in front of you suddenly erupts into geysers of fire.
Jesus H Christ, you think, miniguns...
OOC: I need a Driving Roll from you to avoid the minigunfire. Your skill is d4 (Don't forget your Wild Dice d6) the TN is 4. |
