By Tim Curran
The day after the next day to come: Nuclear fallout. Mutations. lethal pandemics. Corpse wagons. physique pits. Empty towns. The human race trembling at the fringe of extinction. in simple terms the determined live to tell the tale. certainly one of them is Rick Nash. yet there's a cost for survival: communion with a starving evil born from the furnace of radioactive waste. It calls for sacrifice. simply it will possibly continue Nash one step sooner than the nightmare that stalks him-a sentient, seething plague-entity that stalks its selected prey: the final of the human race. to just accept it's a dwelling loss of life. To defy it, a hell past imagining
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Speak for yourself,” Sean said. “Shut up,” I told him. I could see in the girl’s eyes she wanted to believe me, but there was doubt and who could blame her? “I’m gonna let you up now,” I said. “You wanna run away, go ahead. We’re not coming after you. You wanna come with us, that’s fine. ” She gave me a hard look. ” “Not a damn thing. ” I let her up and she ran off, stopped, watched us. We just went on our way and paid no attention to her, but we knew she was following us. ” I finally said, turning around.
I rode with the Warlocks. We were tight with the Angels. Word came out of Oakland, C-A, that they wanted these Blood Brothers done. They were hiding out in Cleveland, over in Stockyards. ” Specs was wide-eyed. “You mean you’re a hit man? ” “No, I came to fucking dance with ‘em,” Sean said. He looked over at me. ” Sean shrugged. “I got one of those dirt bags, then the bombs fell and I been here since. I was shacked up with an Angel called Dirty Sanchez and his old lady, Long Tall Sally. A couple weeks ago the Trogs got ‘em.
It looked like it had been hit by an anti-tank round and it probably had been. We made it. “Hey, not bad—” Specs started to say. “Shut up,” I told him. ” I peaked around the corner. They hadn’t moved. Holding my finger to my lips, I led Specs farther into the bar room. Whatever had blasted through that wall had kept going and blew out a good portion of the rear wall, taking out most of the bathroom. We climbed free of the building into a little alley paved in bricks. The shadows were starting to get long.