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Chapter 5
by Jeriah
Does someone come to their rescue, do they fall asleep, or...?
A truck coming down the road.
Some ten to fifteen minutes had passed before another vehicle could be heard come speeding through the night. Something quite large judging from the sound of it.
Seeing the lights of a big truck coming closer from behind of them, Tina and Maria quickly jumped back out of their car again and started waving their hands in the air to try and signal for the driver to stop. Considering their neat looks and current state of dress, it certainly wasn't a wonder that the huge vehicle quickly came to a halt right in front of them, brakes and tyres screeching in the darkness.
"Well, hey there ladies!" A coarse and masculine voice called out to them from above, while the door was opened to reveal a driver that seemed to suit more than well together with his voice. "You got yourself some kind of problem?"
"Well, yeah...!" Maria replied after a moments hesitation, both she and her friend a bit intimidated by the bull of a man that just climbed out of his vehicle to stand in front of them. "Our car broke down... Are you good with cars, or could you give us a lift to a station...?"
"Not good enough to fix something like that!" He replied with a harsch chuckle while pointing to the hints of black smoke that still lingered in the air above the front of the car. "In fact, I wouldn't even be sitting in it right now if I was you!"
"Oh... That bad...?" Tina wondered with a worried glance at the smoke. Her father had bought the car for her, and she'd really hate to tell him that she'd broke it on her first long trip with it. "You think you could give us a ride then...?"
"Yeah, sure!" He grinned, quite obviously looking them over while gesturing for them to get up on the passenger side of his truck. "As long as you're not the bitching type, or don't know how to appreciate a helping hand!"
"Uh, no... Of course not...!" The two teenagers agreed, though glancing uncertainly at eachother as they didn't quite know what to think about their so-called rescuer. He hadn't even told them his name, nor asked them for their's, and nothing in his behaviour or appearance seemed to witness about any sporadic gentlemanship.
The fact that he was close to 7' tall, with shoulders as broad as a barn-door and barely an ounce of fat to his muscular frame certainly didn't make him any less intimidating either, and his masculine face, though quite good looking, didn't show a single sign of the male cuteness that both of the girls would find attractive about their usual type of partners. On the positive side however, he seemed like the rather friendly and honest type of guy, as opposite to the sort that'd spend half of his time just staring at their boobs...
"Good to go then?" He asked as they climbed in and closed the door behind them, pulling back out on the road again as they nodded their pretty heads in reply and let his heavy vehicle accelerate into the night. The first few moments passed in silence while the girls watched their car dissappear into the distance, both of them realizing much too late that they'd forgotten their bags in the trunk...
So, what will the trip be like...?
Sinister Urge: A Zombie Survival Story
No rest for the Wicked
Young girls are the targets of zombies
Updated on Aug 9, 2018
by Friedman
Created on Feb 28, 2007
by sindermann
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