ChiaRoseKuro
professional insomniac
Beyond the Grave
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B E G I N N I N G
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It had been fate that had brought the two women together; or, rather, fate in the form of a horde of mindless, flesh-seeking abominations. What had started as a mad scramble to escape the undead had become a tacit agreement to fight against them, if only for the time being, and what had resulted was a carjacking, two dozen zombies out of the count and a very awkward silence when the adrenaline rush had ended. Because, in the heat of the moment, it had been easy to place their life in the hands of the only other living being around. It had been easier still to leave the pleasantries to later, especially when shaking hands was rather hard when one's hands were occupied with other, less desirable, activities.
But now, in the heavy silence stretching between them and with the knowledge that their next breath could very well be their last, two women sit in a car and try to negotiate the world around them, the situation they're in... and each other.
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