Lead Iron Dirt

by Flackcannon

The setting is around 2057 in a semi post-apocalyptic world where there is nothing but desert. Humphrey wakes up and is taken in by a survivalist group. What he doesn't know is that he is smack dab in the middle of a vehicular war. The choice is upon him whether he lives or dies, depending on how much will and guts hes got. Guns, cars, desert survival? What's not to love?

1. Awakening

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Humphrey opened his eyes. There was sand covering his left side of his body. He had no memory of where he was or what has happened. He leaned up, and cringed as he felt pain in his back. He took in his surroundings.

He was in an old car. There was a fresh hole about the size of his head in the side of it. There were no windows and everything was rusted. His thoughts began to put the pieces together. He was driving across what was now nothing, when he was in a sand storm and something exploded while he was trying to find a way out of there. He slowly stood up and tried to open the door. It moved a little, then snapped right off the hinges and crashed on the dust.

"Typical." Humphrey said. There was a large crater about 10 feet from the heap. He must have hit a trap. There was no fixing the old Datsun car he used to get around in because what was left had either burned or was in pieces. He was actually really lucky to be alive.

"Well shit." Humphrey said. He climbed back into the car and tried to scavenge what he could. He grabbed his rusty .22 revolver and his military bag he found in an abandoned truck. It had little food amd a couple bottles of water. This is what was keeping him alive was what he barely had to work with.

Humphrey then looked at the horizon and realized it was almost getting dark. Maybe he would leave tomorrow. If a grumbler didn't find him first.