The End: Story Two - Prelude to the Darkness By: David K. Montoya


The End:Story Two
Prelude to the Darkness
By: David K. Montoya

I realized that my pace had become a full on sprint! Rushing forward, I could feet the anger rising inside me. A slight tingle ran up my spine at the thought of killing once more. I was ready and willing at that moment--then I found them, with what looked like the SUV.

As I walked up to the vehicle, I confirmed to myself that it was in fact our SUV. But now there were one quarter inch, thick metal plates welded to the outside of the window, with a foot wide slot cut out, which appeared to be just enough of an opening to stick the barrel of a gun through and maneuver it back and forth. Going to the front of the SUV, I saw that the windshield had been replaced with several of the plates, put together to make one large panel that covered the entire area. The opening was about the same dimension as the ones on the side, but the cutout section stretched across the entire length of the metal.

Another thing I noticed was the makeshift spears had been removed and were replaced with two large plates put together in a "V" shape, which covered the grill and lower bumper; it made the front of the SUV look like an arrowhead. Attached to the metal sheets were spikes that looked to be crafted from the left over scraps. while further down, I noticed that a clearance was created for the headlights.

Everyone was looking at me with rather proud smiles. Walking around to the passengerís side, I found my son kneeling down, welding the last metal plates into place. He turned and looked up at me. Standing, Michael shut off the torch and came over.

He asked me if I liked the modifications that were made to the SUV. I wanted to know how it was done, and where did all of the materials come from?

Michael told me that he and Richard had done the welding, though all of the major parts were completed by my brother. I had forgotten that before his grandfather got sick, he taught Mike how to spot weld; something that I never quite got a hold on.

My son explained that Richard had awakened before everyone and wandered off inside the plant. As he walked around, he came across an area that was never finished, with piles of metal lying around. He also found a full oxygen tank.

He headed back to camp, and by the time Rich got there, everyone was up and around--except me, apparently. After telling the gang about the materials that he had found, it was agreed upon that they would use their findings to improve the condition of the SUV.

So, they had souped up the vehicle. It was now ready for the Unluckys and our journey through the heart of Corpseland. Mike went on to say that it was his idea to let me sleep, because I did not get much sleep during the last few days. He apologized if he had worried me, which caused me to laugh out loud. I told him that I wasnít concerned, though everyone knew that was a bold faced lie.

I should have figured my son would never have left me behind; heís a good kid, and I should have known better. Michael handed me the keys, but I gave them back and told him to take the wheel for a while.

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