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SOMEWHERE INTEREST HAD BEEN LOST, MIND DISTRACTED BY ANYTHING OTHER THAN HIS CONVERSATION, NOT HIS FAULT, NOT ENTIRELY ANYWAY, ALWAYS ONE WITH A WANDERING INQUISITIVENESS. but his next sentiment snaps her back into reality, ONLY TIME YOU TALK TO ME IS WHEN YOU NEED SOMETHING. @downfll GAG! AN OUTWARD RETALIATION, MOUTH FLEXING WITH DRAMATIC FLARE, A BRIEF PAUSE BEFORE OBJECTING. " ARE YOU GETTING SENTIMENTAL ON ME? "
GREENERY PROVIDES CONCEALMENT, A SAFETY NET IN WHICH SHE CAN OBSERVE. AN ENGINE STRUGGLING ALERTED HER FIRST, THE DISORDER OF THE STRANGER SECOND. the curiosity was natural, so long since another passed through this territory living at least. and weight would shift to adjust view, a silent predator if it wasn't for the betrayal of the surrounding environment. TO RUN NOW WOULD COME WITH RISK, TO STAY EVEN GREATER. you could trust the living as much as the dead, and eventually they would all bite. YET SHE'S WITNESSED THE CONTEST, AN EXHAUSTION VISIBLE AND SHARED. neither the energy to fight or escape.
mind that considers her options, a conscience challenged but concluded with an outcome that benefited both. " YOU ARMED? " A QUESTION THROWN, STILL DISGUISED AMONGST THE GROWTH. THIS COULD BE A HUGE MISTAKE...
she's been driving on empty for miles, so it's no surprise when the engine of the pickup sputters. PUT - PUT - PUT - PUH. the dropping needle on her dash warned her of her fate about fifteen miles back, but jess preferred to remain ignorant of it in favour of the road ahead. too late now. “ %$*@ ” she curses under her breath. the rubber tyres bury themselves into the gravel at the side of the carriageway, moving - out of habit - off the main road. guess we're doing the rest on foot.
she heaves her bag from the passenger seat, and pops open the drivers' side door. the sleeping bag that swings beneath it catches on the gear stick, and it causes a grunt of annoyance as she rips it from its trap. at the same time, there's shuffling in the treeline. has she disturbed something dormant? she drops to her knee, the bag falling with her, in an effort to hide herself. if it's a human, they already saw her. but if it's a walker, there's a chance it will just move on. singular. human, walker. she isn't sure she has the energy to fight off more than one. wishful thinking. ⋯ @whiskars ꜝ