Snippet #1352220

Sure, traveling together might be fun...Haven t seen anyone in.......a year, a few years? i cant remember." In truth he remembered very well. But preferred to block them from entering his memory, Bad memory's can kill ya, good ones will save your life "You can call me Reap, Lil." He sheathed the knife on his waist, looked at the empty blood bag a few feet away. "Maybe we should go before the remains of that attract some geeks. So can you hot wire that car you hit me with the door of alone, Or you want some help hm?" Back in his old life, before the end of the world Reap had been three things the first was a fighter, the second a street racer, and the third a car thief. Who would have guessed that all three would come in handy after the world ended. He bent down and picked up his bag, hanging it over one shoulder.