Control
Stay alert and keep your focus sharp—navigate with precision to avoid collisions, as even a minor scrape could shred your ride in seconds. Maintain control, scan your surroundings, and steer clear of hazards; speed means nothing if you can’t dodge what’s ahead. Every scratch costs you, so drive smart, not just fast.
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The engine snarls to life beneath your white-knuckled grip, tires screeching as you fishtail onto the ravaged arterial road. Your rearview mirrors the nightmare—skyscrapers vomit smoke, distant screams dissolve into guttural snarls, and the streets bleed shadows that shamble and lurch. Ahead lies a gauntlet of rusted carcasses: sedans rammed through storefronts, delivery trucks capsized like dead beetles, traffic lights swinging noose-like over intersections. You thread the needle between a burnt-out school bus and a semi’s spilled cargo of rotting produce, swerving around a crater where asphalt yawns open. Something slams against your passenger door—a jaw unhinges against the glass, milky eyes seething as claws rake the hood. You floor it, plowing through a barricade of trash bags erupting with vermin, the stench of decay flooding the cab. Every side street vomits more of them—sprinting ferals, broken limbs snapping as they hurl themselves at your fenders, a priest in bloodied vestments dragging his entrails across a crosswalk. The bridge emerges through the haze, its skeletal framework dangling shredded quarantine banners. You hit the ramp at 80, wheels bouncing over a skeleton still handcuffed to a steering wheel, then airborne as the suspension screams—for one heartbeat, you’re weightless above the river, the city’s skyline a necrotic wound at your back. The impact cracks your skull against the headrest. You don’t slow down. Not until the highway signs bleed from exit numbers to wilderness, not until the shrieks fade beneath the thunder of your engine. But the rearview stays haunted—by what follows, by what’s coiled in the shadows ahead, by the dread that this rusted hatchback might be your coffin.
