MC POV - Interactive Story - 21
Added 2025-12-19 00:20:32 +0000 UTCYou ease the truck to a stop behind a patch of tangled brush, engine idling low. Through the windshield, you watch the barricade and the houses flanking the road. The evening light has faded gray.
A few minutes pass before you see movement. Two figures step out from between the shadowed houses, shuffling toward the roadblock with weapons hanging at their sides. The first is a man in his forties, who’s tall but slouched with a length of white cloth wrapped tight around his upper arm, stained dark with old blood. He limps heavily, dragging his right leg, and keeps glancing behind him as if expecting trouble. The second figure, a younger woman, clutches a rifle close to her chest. She wears a battered denim jacket, one sleeve torn away to reveal a bandage crossing her wrist. Blood has soaked through, turning the gauze rusty brown. Her face is pale and drawn, lips pressed into a thin line as she scans the road.
Both move slowly towards the barricade. They pause and look up and down the road. The man leans on the car door for support, while the woman keeps watch.
Jessica leans closer to the window. “They look rough. Those wounds look fresh.”
Ryan sits up straighter in the back seat, watching the pair.
You keep your hands steady on the wheel, studying the two.
