D: Yada yada, don't own 28 Later nor the Rage virus.
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28 Hours Later
Cold. Unsettling coldness was the only thing he could feel. His back was pressed against his motorcycle as he decided to rest for a while. The empty, lifeless, long and deserted highway put Curtis' mind to rest from all the craziness surrounding the situation he was in, as he was the type of person that needed to escape from the world to relax and reflect on life. He released a stressful sigh as he reached out for a small rock nearby. He had always known that somewhere down the line the gas would run empty and yet pose as another obstacle for his fight for survival and salvation. He grasped the rock – stood up – and then forcefully launched the rock far into the distance. He felt somewhat relieved of stress by doing this . Did it work? Not, because a rock was never going to change a thing. "No use in sitting here forever."
He stared blankly into the distance – a long and winding road. He began to wonder to himself if this was God's idea of the ultimate punishment for abusing his creation... Earth. Should he be happy that he were still alive or regret that he waited longer than the 'lucky' few? He swung a leg over the seat, shacking his head in an attempt to clear his mind, as to not lose focus while on the road. 'At least I'm out of Georgia now…'
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Marcus, one not to be taken for a fool, was beyond pissed for the moment. His foot left the gas stations parking lot to meet the side of a random gas pump. "Fucking slag's, I'm telling you." The vehicle he had chosen suddenly decided to throw a "F U" in the middle of the street, leaving himself and Nick to walk to the nearest sheltered area – A gas station. Nick couldn't help but chuckle at Marcus' show of aggravation. Unlike his partner, he was more stable and accepting of situations rather than throwing a tantrums at small objects. "Well, you know if it weren't for your awesome choice of a rental car at fifty dollars, and the even more awesome choice of driving from a shorter location; instead of just flying the entire distance to the concert, we probably would be there by now." Nick kept a constant smile on his face even after Marcus shot a quick glare over towards his direction. A shrug was his only bodily response.
"Look, I'll go and see if there's anyone around. Try to find a tampon and calm that temper a bit, aye?" Turning his back away from the hot-blooded Irishman, Nick stuffed his hands into his pockets before picking his feet to move forward. Of course it hadn't crossed his mind that Marcus would stop his ranting - his mind hadn't failed him at all. The gas station was clearly open - with lights blaring - and the thought of it being closed at 8pm seemed lazy enough. His opinion on American citizens weren't as stereotypical as most of others, but this wasn't helping much of anything. Upon reaching the entrance, his hand reached out for the cold, metallic handle…or at least what he expected it to be on a cool night. It was warm but none the less, it hadn't caught him much as a weird thing.
"Hello? HELLOOO!?" The store was unlocked, but no one appeared to be behind the sales counter. At first thought, one would think the person in charge had been busy cleaning up, but a gas station was but only so small. "Excuse me, I just want some gas." Nick peered across the isles, but was unable to hear or see anyone besides himself. 'Ugh, great…' Moving himself closer to the counter, there wasn't anything out of the ordinary besides the obvious missing cashier. It took him a moment to decide waiting would be the best idea. His body leaned forward onto the counter with his eyes catching attention to the tv hanging in the corner. It's picture would change every few seconds to display a different part of the store.
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The sound of the door being pounded on was enough to scare Steve into hiding in the bathroom stall. His legs balanced him on the toilet while his knees were pressed into his chest. Keeping an eye on things between the break in the door, there was no one around but his breath and body were unable to stay calm. It wasn't easy to stay in the same position for half an hour. His mind was relapsing back on the situation with himself and Taylor making the situation even worse for him. There was something weird about the entire thing but he hadn't stayed to find out. All he could think about was running and saving his own life. "Hello?" The pounding on the door stopped and Steve's body froze. "Hellooooo"