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came down, it no longer splashed a black sheet against the windshield, no longer deadened his headlights so much or blanketed the street lights. Trev could actually see cars parked along both sides of the road, and the glow of shop windows. He felt a swelling of hope. But it dwindled when he noticed the dim shapes of people in the rain. |
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'Oh, my God,' Lisa muttered. |
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Francine sucked in a quick breath. |
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It was better when we couldn't see, Trev thought. He wished the rain would come down in a heavy shower like before and hide all this. |
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He glimpsed several bodies. Some were sprawled in the street, others on the sidewalk. He saw a man draped out the window of a pickup truck, torso split open and ropes of entrails hanging to the pavement. He saw a German Shepherd tugging at the leg of a child, trying to drag the small body over a curb. He swerved to miss the carcass of a woman in the middle of the roada twisted jumble of broken limbs, head mashed flat. She looked as if she'd been run over many times. |
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The sights of the dead sickened Trev. The sights of the living terrified him. |
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Alone or in small groups, some skulked through the darkness like phantoms searching for prey. Others pranced around like revelers. Others raced in mad pursuit of fleeing victims. Many had discarded their clothing. |
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He saw a naked woman sprawled on the pavement, |
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