The Lone Wolf

I must have fallen asleep at some point...or I was caught off guard. The last I remember I was in a coffee shop.


I woke up about 15 minutes ago in the backseat of the car. The car I left behind.


My laptop was sitting on the floor, along with a pile of red and black feathers. Some of them had spots of blood.




First thought? "Think optomistically. Maybe I fell asleep somewhere and Todd put me back in the car."


And then I remembered that I left the car in Missouri.


"Maybe Todd found the car, drove it to the edge of Kansas where I was, found me, and put me in it."


But then where was he?




I sat up fully, looked in the front seats...and found a disemboweled fox sitting in the driver's seat.


Out the windshield, I saw Him. His head snapped up to acknowledge me looking out the window, and then He vanished.




My laptop tells me I'm still in Missouri. That...thing...it also left crow feathers littering the parking lot.




Am I the only one left?




I'm going to pull myself together enough to drive out of here. Alex taught me enough on our way down here-


I'll never see him again.




I'm going back now, Aiden. As fast as I can. I'm driving to the closest public transport possible and dumping this fucking car.






I'm all that's left now. Everyone is dead.


...time to join the rest of the survivors.