After securing the supplies in the back of the car, Simon slammed the door shut, his gaze already set on the road ahead.
The engine roared to life, and the tires screeched as the car sped off again. The city was a mess, and New York had been hit hard, even with the rumors from the Market that there were hardly any survivors left.
Still, Simon knew that the absence of humans didn't equate to safety. No, if anything, it made the place more dangerous. With fewer people around, the population of zombies had swelled, and their numbers on the streets were becoming overwhelming.
Simon's grip tightened on the steering wheel as he navigated through the maze of deserted streets.
He pushed the car to its maximum acceleration, the engine growling as he maneuvered past the horde of zombies that staggered aimlessly on the roads. They were slow, but there were so many of them now.
