What they least expected awaited them behind the dunes; a green objective bar.
As Elham scrambled to a halt after rounding the corner, her eyes widened and a surge of relief washed over her. There, in the glow of the early morning light that renewed her vision was a brand new rugged jeep and an objective bar floating above it.
It read; ‘Save the lady in the dunes.’
Right then, Elham didn’t care about an objective bar, or a lady that needed saving. What she cared about was the hopefully working form of transportation that the game had given them. She bolted to the driver’s door, Ajax hot on her trail; braving zombies while carrying a passed out Ruby.
In the near distance, Arthur tore through the sands to catch up to them.
The car started at the first twist of the key in the ignition. S
