The Journey Of The Lone Wanderer
Chapter 1
Load Full StoryNext ChapterThe nighttime stars were slowly blinking into existence, casting a eerie pale light on the remains of the old crumbling world as the lone wanderer walked across the remains of the highway, his leather satchel bouncing with step and slapping against his leg as he began to pick up his pace when he heard scratching noises begin to rise from the depths and ascend against the concrete support beams.
"W-who's there?" He asked while drawing his .44 magnum and reached into his bag with his free hand to yank out his flashlight that cast a dull flickering light to the barriers of the road.
The scratching noises stopped as he began to walk over to the barriers where the noises were coming from, he shined the light on the barrier before taking a quick look over the edge, not seeing anything in the mist he aimed his flashlight down into the mist and he wished he hadn't.
The creature looked back up at him eagerly and with hungry eyes as it's lower jaw fell off and its elongated arms reached up quickly and tried to grab the stranger by the throat, but missed and caught hold of his hand that was holding the flashlight and began to pull him till his body was pressing against the barriers as he tried to aim his .44 and let loose a few blind shots and heard the creature let loose a piercing screech that made his ears bleed, and released it's grip on the wanderer before falling to the depths below.
"Never going to get used to travelling like this any-" That was all he managed to say when he heard the sound of dozens scratching up the concrete support beams.
"Fuck me." He said before he began to sprint madly across the bridge, trying to evade them, and hopefully get away from them, and began to pant as his breath began to come in short, sharp gasps as he heard the scratching noises begin to drag on the road, moving slightly faster than him and gaining on him since he was beginning to tire quickly from the humidity in the air.
He came to a near skidding stop when he realized that there was a eight foot gap across to the other side of the bridge.
"I don't want to die just yet." He said and backed up about twenty feet and heard the scratching right behind him, having no need for further encouragement, he took off at his fastest spring and leaped into the air with his arms outstretched in front of him, his upper body landed on the jagged concrete, cutting roughly into his stomach as he threw his .44 and flashlight so he could quickly begin to climb up.
He stood up quickly and picked up his flashlight, not worried about needing his gun just yet and turned around and shined his light across the bridge to see the creatures pacing the edge of the gap, tapping the concrete.
"Not today bitches!" He yelled at them, doing a jerk off motion at them and laughed before he stopped and picked up a chunk of concrete and threw it at one of the creatures, hitting it in the eye and sending the out of its skull.
The creature howled with pain and shot out its tongue, flailing it around wildly as if searching for food before it stopped and looked over at the wanderer and a smile seemed to form across its bony and pale lips as it removed the arm from one of the creatures next to it and tossed it across, the others smelling the bloody arm began to jump across and climb up the ledge.
"Fuck, fuck , fuck!" He yelled while looking around for his .44, throwing some of the rubble around before he found it near a broken barrier, and quickly picked it up and began to run again, struggling to keep ahead of them, he was beginning to slow down to a brisk jog when he saw a van and quickly used the last of his energy to sprint over to it and tugged the back door open and jumped in and slammed it closed behind him, and reloaded his .44 before he put his light out and waited quietly.
He waited a few hours before he decided that it was safe enough to sleep and layed down on his side with his gun tucked snugly into his holster before he began to doze off, and found some comfort in his sleep, haunted by nightmares of those things chasing him endlessly.
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