When the storm hits!
116 Words
As she sat there, tears fell from her face. It finally happened, she knew everything was too good to be true, but still... she hoped.
She looked over her shoulder, to the now lifeless figure clenched between his seat and the steering wheel. She hated the smell of iron that came out of the red liquid gushing out of his nose.
She herself tasted it in her mouth, it made her feel dizzy and sick.
She leaned over the window, to get some fresh air, but as she got it, her stomach cursed her, blowing out, all it's content.
As black dots started playing in her vision, she was ready to give up, then she remembered...
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