The roads hadn't been silent for almost eight years, the cars never stopped or slowed no matter what the rest of the world was becoming. People leap between the countless lanes full of cars, between the fuel tankers and those who have been pushed by the people behind them for too long to be safe.
Running out of fuel or breaking down in any way is a death sentence.
Everyone tried to get into the middle lanes at first, causing countless pile-ups and road blockages until it was firmly agreed upon that if there was a central lane, the drivers would switch between them regularly. Nobody wanted to be on the outer lanes - not with the way the shadows ran alongside their cars, waiting for them to slow down just enough that they could be caught.
Millions of lives have been lost already, the usable roads are growing fewer and fewer by the week as drivers get too tired to carry on and just let themselves drift off to the roadsides and into those blood-encrusted arms that have been swiping at them for longer than their exhausted minds can remember.
Nobody wants to consider what will happen when all the fuel finally runs out.
Running out of fuel or breaking down in any way is a death sentence.
Everyone tried to get into the middle lanes at first, causing countless pile-ups and road blockages until it was firmly agreed upon that if there was a central lane, the drivers would switch between them regularly. Nobody wanted to be on the outer lanes - not with the way the shadows ran alongside their cars, waiting for them to slow down just enough that they could be caught.
Millions of lives have been lost already, the usable roads are growing fewer and fewer by the week as drivers get too tired to carry on and just let themselves drift off to the roadsides and into those blood-encrusted arms that have been swiping at them for longer than their exhausted minds can remember.
Nobody wants to consider what will happen when all the fuel finally runs out.
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