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No way a car can fit through there.
Squeals from the tires filled the cab somehow. All I could think was…
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I gripped the wheel hard, my widened eyes taking in as much of the awful scene as possible. The trees approached too quickly, my headlights flashing over the endless sea of them on the side of the road.
No way a car can fit through there.
Squeals from the tires filled the cab somehow. All I could think was if the car would stop before it hit all of the bodies lying everywhere that you could see.
A scream of terror slipped through my lips. All of this was unexpected. How could this ever happen? Where did It come from?
My sweat pored out from every pore on my face, dripping down as though it were tears. Thinking of all of the bodies, who they once were, made my body feel weak. I wanted to leave. I stomped on the pedal to speed up to get out of the horrible scene. I could not take in any more of it.
Once again the scream fell through my lips. My car can not fit through the dead bodies on the road a head of me. The only way to get out was to drive over them.
I felt the crunch of the bodies below the car, the sound made my stomach lurch. I got away from the bloody scene, hit the hills that were beyond the thickness of the forest.
My body lurched away right after I made it through forest and hit the hill side. Sweat and tears streamed down my face. I only wished that I woke before feeling the crunch under me. The nightmare felt only to real.
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