#Chapter127
Jason _
I was proof.
I was living proof that walking, breathing, living in a nightmare was possible.
I have seen every restless moment. I have heard every strange tale. I have seen the dead walk.
It was true.
I seemed to be in the middle of an inescapable nightmare.
A nightmare I could not defeat.
/"Alpha./"
He knew he had my attention, even with my eyes still focused on the metal that was left on the wrecked Sedan.
/"We blocked off the main road./" He pointed. /"North bound and south bound. We created a detour and have someone at each point just in case someone does not abide by the signs./"
/"Good./"
/"What next?/" Someone asked me.
Next?
I asked myself the same question almost every day.
What do I do next?