Ficlets

John packed their bedrolls in the trunk as Ally carried out what little food they had left.

“We need to hurry…they’re almost here…I can feel them, John.” Ally’s voice trembled as she handed him the food.

“They’re already here…” he said as he blindly tossed the groceries in the trunk, ”...start the car.”

Ally’s head followed John’s eyes to the tree line, where she could barely make out 3 silhouettes that clearly were not trees. She grabbed the keys from John’s hand, and ran to the driver’s seat.

Ally pounded the steering wheel in frustration and screamed, “Someone’s busted the steering column all to hell”

“Find a way to start it!” he yelled back, as he pulled the sword from inside his bedroll. “I’ll buy you some time.”

The dome light flickered as he slammed the trunk. He started walking towards the trees.