Snippet #1120312

He didn’t want to go very far into the city after what had just happened in the motel. After the adrenaline wore off he immediately felt a throbbing pain in his ankle.

Damn, must’ve sprained it jumping off that [explicit]ing balcony.

He drove around for a few hours until the dark little droplets of what he guessed were rain began falling from the sky and splashing against his car leaving little grimy smears on his windshield. Every few minutes he’d see a flicker of movement in the corner of his eye and he’d reach for the pistol but every time he turned and looked there was nothing there. Even during the daytime this place was spooky, the dead bodies lying out in the street, hanging out of windows, halfway out of cars didn’t help. Parking the car and making sure it was locked, he winced as he climbed into the backseat to look through the groceries that were still in the trunk that he’d ignored before.

Bread. Eggs. Milk. Frozen pizzas. Ramen. Doritos. Hot dogs. Razors. Tampons. Lotion. A few cans. Some more boxes of food. Shampoo.

…Shampoo.

I need a shower.

Looking in the cars rearview mirror he cursed, not only was he covered in grime from just being outside, there was still blood on his forehead from his initial fall, his hair resembled something a cat would puke up more than human hair. It clung to his forehead in places, in others it stuck up at strange angles, where he had bumped his head it was matted to his scalp in thick clumps.

Curling up with a small travel pillow that was stuck in one of the seats and a dirty towel that he found in the back of the car. He’d give it a thorough inspection later but for now his body was screaming for sleep.

“Help me?” A soft sweet voice called, he could feel soft hands on his face. It was Lucy’s voice he had no doubt. His eyes fluttered open and he came gazed at the most horrifying creature he’d ever seen in his life. A little Asian girl stood on her tiptoes, half of her flesh rotting off of her naked body, her innards exposed and writhing with maggots. Half of her face completely blackened, a single murky gray eye staring at him.
“Help me?” She whispered with Lucy’s voice, flashing him a toothy grin and leaning in closer.

He jolted awake, looking around and then shuddering. Climbing back into the drivers seat, refreshed but deeply unsettled, he continued driving until he finally saw a cluster of cars gathered around a small structure.
Thank god.

He pulled up next to one of the other cars and warily got out, testing how much weight his ankle would hold. Thankfully he could walk; it’d just hurt like crazy. Making his way over to the group of people he stood around unsure of what to do.