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Planet Terror. Highway to Hell Part 2
Previously on Planet Terror…
“We’ll have to get you folks onto the buses…”
Bette looked over as Aikane spoke.
“Aren’t you all leaving with us?” Bette asked.
“No, I’m staying with my people, down there.” Aikane gestured toward the ocean as she spoke. “But I want to help you get as far as you can.”
“ok, but how do we get the buses?” Dylan was slightly hysterical, holding tightly to Catherine who stood behind her and tried to calm her down. “I mean where the fuck are they?”
“There…” Alice pointed to two massive reinforced school buses, complete with barbed wire and steel encased sides. Each one came equipped with a massive piece of bent metal, attached to the fronts, capable of cutting through anything in their way.
“Shit…everyone step back.” Aikane pulled them all further from the edge of the roof as the buses stalled in the middle of an enormous crowd of the infected. Two hatches opened on the tops of the buses and people came out with flares and containers of propane.
“Guys…get down!” Helena shouted, covering her daughter with her body and pressing as close as she could to the roof.
The propane tanks blew apart scores of the infected and the rest cowered back while the buses sped toward the mall.
“How the fucking FUCK do we jump down into the buses, from here?” Bette’s question pointed to the obvious. The getaway vehicles, still being far beneath them, waited as the infected began to surround once again. Meanwhile, the women stood on the roof and looked down, puzzled at their circumstances.
28 minutes later…
One of the buses lay totaled, while the other careened around corners in an attempt to get to the hospital before the zombies overtook the people inside.
An eerie silence descended upon the passengers of the remaining bus. Until…
“Does anyone want a piece of chocolate?” Alice asked cheerily. Her friends shrugged and shook their heads.
“Well…” Helena said, sighing and looking back at the diminishing crowd of infected in the distance. “It’s a good thing we found that thing.”
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If those “28 minutes/hours later” section titles are a shout-out to the movie 28 Weeks Later, can we look forward to an upcoming scene in which Bette decapitates a few dozen zombies with the blades of her helicopter?
Mucho gracias!
I’m with Helena, *what* other people?! Alice can think again if she thinks she’s getting within 10 feet of Bette that way, bag o’ fun or not. Humph. “Date other people.” It’ll all end in tears. Now, I was way too chicken to see 28 Weeks Later when it was out (I know my limits, and screeching like a ninny in public is well outside of them), so I’ll opt for your version instead. I hope this post means you’re back regularish, but if not, I’m glad you’re having fun. Ta ra!
It seems I didn’t need to be concerned about you! Having such a good time you gave the PT crew a vacation as well. Perhaps you’ll have to uh, “buckle” down and attend to your professional duties. So we’ll get lesbian drama in addition to zombie drama when you find time for another chapter, eh?
‘Bout time indeed now don’t dissappear again
rufus…for you, i will write it in somehow.