The girls keep moving

“This is an absurdly bad idea,” Paige muttered. The two girls were crouched in a pile of foliage, covered almost completely by the dense green vines. The open space of the highway stretched out before them. Open grass bordered the concrete strips of road in the middle, only about 200 meters of space between the blocks of city on each side. On a normal day, vehicles would be flying by, a constant roar of sound. Now it was quiet, the cars on the highway stopped. A little bit down the road, the remnant of a wreck remained, the lanes blocked by a car turned sideways. Behind the wreck, cars were left abandoned, many of their doors hanging open. Once the flow stopped, the occupants were **** to flee on foot from the undead. From the looks of it many of them didn’t make it far.

Green bodies spread out between the cars, some stumbling around purposelessly, others enjoy their fellow zombies. Kathryn grumbled under her breath. They’d barely escaped the last zombies, now they were right back to dealing with the bastards. After their last near **** experience, the girls had hunkered down in the house for a bit. They’d raided the kitchens for supplies, and Paige had seemed ready to hunker down in the house for a while. But Kathryn didn’t have time to wait around, she had a mission to complete.

“Do you have a better idea?” asked Kathryn, surveying the highway. “Yeah,” said Paige, “Go find another place to cross the highway that isn’t crawling with zombies. What about up at Franklin street, with the overpass?” Kathryn shook her head, “That’s at least a mile and a half that way. And we’d have to back track once we crossed to the other side. It’d take too long.” Paige groaned and leaned back, “You know you’re not going to be able to find whoever you’re looking for if you get fucked into a zombie.”

It was a fair point, but Kathryn didn’t really feel like playing it safe right now. Every time she closed her eyes, she pictured a slimy green tongue or dripping dick penetrating Hailey, making her scream and moan as she was turned into a zombie. She’d forget all about Kathryn, after all who needs your human girlfriend when you have a zombie. They’re much better lovers.

“I’m going across here, are you coming?” asked Kathryn, standing up. Paige sighed, “I guess. Hopefully the zombies are slow enough to make up for how stupid were are.” The two girls exited the bushes and headed into the open grass ahead of the highway. As they approached Kathryn was recognized there was two routes to traverse the highway. Either they could cut between the cars stopped on the highway, or go around the wreck to the open stretch of road.