Suzy’s Strange Saga

“Suzy…hey Suzy…get up.” Donna remarks.
“Huh? What’s going on? What time is it?” you answer half asleep.
“I dunno, I think it’s getting up for the afternoon. Really I’m sort of surprised you didn’t at least stir a little since you fell asleep last night. You really are a deep sleeper.”
“Guess yesterday’s cannibal killing and grand theft auto really took it out of me. Hey we’re not moving.” You say looking around and seeing that you’re parked off the side of the road.
“No, I pulled over to sleep sometime after midnight.”
“What? That was dangerous! You should’ve woke me up then! I could’ve kept a look out or even taken over with the driving! I mean we could’ve been attacked by who knows what during the night!” you exclaim.
“We were fine. While I’ve seen a few abandoned vehicles, I haven’t seen a single person driving on this road since we started yesterday. Nobody behind us, and nobody coming from the other direction either.”
“I don’t care if we were driving in a fucking desolate wasteland, we’ve got cannibals running around, a break down of society and there’s still the potential of angry rednecks coming after us! Next time THINK!”
“Okay…okay…sorry Suzy. “ Donna says rather meekly.

You give Donna a dirty look, but tell her to forget it. Actually you’re sort of surprised she didn’t put up more of a fight since it’s not like her to back down from an argument, but maybe she’s becoming a little afraid of you.

“Well, seeing as things are deader than a tomb around here, we might as well take this opportunity to dump our passenger in the back.” You say.
“Oh, yeah.” Donna replies.

As you step out of the truck, you look at her to do likewise to help.

“Oh. Wait, you wanted me to help?”
“That was the idea.”
“(Sigh) Alright.”

You and Donna go to the back of the truck and open up the tailgate. The redneck woman’s head that was propped up on it slumps in front of you. Flies have already begun gathering on her face.

“Ugh. She’s already beginning to rot.” Donna says and chokes a bit.
“She was pretty tall that’s for sure. It is sort of amazing she managed to jump in the truck bed without us realizing it. Maybe it was when you ran over that other girl.” You remark.
“She fucking attacked us with a hook too. That’s like something out of a horror movie.”
“Everything about what’s happened to us this week is like something out of a horror movie. I saw Tina with one of those hooks yesterday, I think they were moving bodies with them. Y’know, I never officially met her…but I think this was the infamous Butchie Billie I’d hear about every so often. Anyway, let’s pull her dead ass out.”

Grabbing one arm and Donna grabbing the other, you pull what you believe to be the corpse of Butchie Billie out of the truck. Donna doesn’t have that great of a hold on her and drops her end causing you to nearly fall to the ground too.

“Goddamnit Donna, you can’t…argh. Fuck it. I’ll do it myself!” you say in exasperation.

You proceed to kick and roll the body further away from the road and into the brush.

“Good enough.” You say breathing a little heavy. “Whew, open up one of my bags, I’m fairly certain I packed a few bottles of water in there.”

Donna gets in the bed of the truck and starts unzipping bags. Eventually she finds the water and passes you one and takes one for herself.

As you drink, you notice both of your back tires are completely flat. You knew one of them was, but you guess the other one gave up during the night.

“Our tires are fucked. I mean we could still drive on them, but it wouldn’t be a pleasant ride.” You say.
“Doesn’t matter really, judging by the gauge last night we’re almost out of gas too. Jimmy apparently didn’t keep this truck gassed up in case of an emergency.” Donna says.
“Great.”
“I mean I suppose we could just keep driving until we can’t anymore or we possibly find an auto shop.”
“Auto shop? Out in the sticks?”
“Well I dunno, don’t they usually have those last chance gas mechanic things along roadsides like this? Besides I think we’re starting to get past the farmland and should be hitting more populated areas soon. Security City is this way after all.” Donna says.
“Given what happened to our town, that might not be a good thing. We still don’t know what the fuck is going on. All we do know is the government declared martial law and there are rabid people running around.” You say.
“Well I wasn’t suggesting we go to Security City, I was just saying we should be hitting more populated areas due it being close by. Look, obviously I don’t have a good idea of what to do next, so if you got a long term plan, then by all means let’s follow it.”

Before you can reply, you hear the sound of vehicle. You peek your head out from behind the truck and see a car heading in your direction. It’s going at a good pace, but MAYBE you can stop it.

“Donna, a car’s coming. Quick, tear your clothing and go out in the road and look like a slutty damsel in distress!” you say.
“What?!”
“Just fucking do it!” you say and check to see how many bullets you have.

Donna, gets the picture quickly, though you can tell she’s not entirely happy with this arrangement.

You hide behind the truck’s side away from the road, while Donna gets in the middle of the road and waves her arms. You can’t believe you’re actually enacting a plan you thought up in your head just yesterday.

You just hope whoever the driver is; they actually stop and don’t try to do something like say run over Donna instead.

The car approaches and actually starts to slow down and then eventually stops, but it does so at a distance. Someone then steps out of the passenger side armed with a sub-machine gun.

“Alright honey, if you want to live, I suggest you don’t move.” He says.
“Don’t shoot! I’m completely unarmed! This isn’t some sort of trick! Please, I just need help, my truck has flat tires and I don’t have any way now to get to Security City!” Donna exclaims.
“Security City? Hah! You don’t wanna go there trust me. The whole place is fucked! If the military doesn’t round you up and kill ya, the cannibal freaks running all over the place will.” The man shouts.

Well you know that place is definitely off the list now.

“Oh no! I don’t know where to go then! I’m just so lost by myself! Where are you guys going? Can I come with you?” Donna asks.
“Come with us? Look, I dunno if that’s a good idea. We’re pretty full up with shit and there isn’t much room in this car…”
“That’s okay, I won’t take up much room. I mean I’ll sit on your lap if I have to.”
“Sit on my…”
“Look I’ll do anything you and your friend want! I’ll suck your cocks and fuck you if I have to! Just I can’t be alone! Not after those things tried to kill and eat me yesterday!” Donna screams and starts to rub her eyes and sniffling.

At this point the man with the sub-machine gun pauses.

“Hold on.” He says and then converses with his driver buddy for a moment. You continue to wait patiently hoping they take this bait.

“Alright honey, you can come with us, but that payment you just offered? Well we’ll be taking it now, so I hope you’re ready to back up your promises.” The passenger shouts and then gets back in the car, which slowly drives up closer to meet Donna.

When they drive up near the other side of the truck, you wonder if you should wait a little longer to make sure they’re completely vulnerable or sneak around the truck and open fire now.