Peter G Hornbuckle
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A dune buggy of memories
A dune buggy travels through the streets filled with debris. Debris from cars that have not made it to their destination. In those cars charred remains of people who failed to get there. Ash filled the air all you can see is gray for miles. And that runs into a gray horizon. The vehicle does its job with its huge puncture free tires rolling over the remains of what seemed to be a neighborhood with pets and families. It is a mere shell of what it once was…alive. The man driving is unrecognizable in a gas mask to protect him from the toxic air. Military gear from head to toe as his boots hits the accelerator to get the buggy over multiple cars on this road of decay. As he is slowed down you see red eyes peer through the cloud of ash. Shadows seem to be gaining on the buggy. The man sees their approach as red eyes appear to have gained on him to his right sprinting atop of the houses next to him. He reaches to his passenger seat and pulls out a multiple barreled weapon with a revolving chamber. The green light from his weapon giving the user the aim he needs to make his shot. He pulls the trigger. The back fire makes him swerve as his target disappears behind an explosion. The growling is still coming as the red eyed creatures are still in the rearview. He knows that he has to get these red eyed creatures off his tail as he is coming to his destination. As his GPS alerts him by showing a blink hologram of location as it is to his final spot. He must get rid of them now!
By Peter G Hornbuckle3 years ago in Futurism