Early the next morning, after a quick breakfast, the group loaded their daily supplies into the FMTV military truck.
This time, they'd be taking just the one vehicle. The truck's rear compartment had plenty of space for both cargo and passengers, so there was no need to split into two cars.
Once everything was packed, Mia took the wheel, Ethan rode shotgun, and the rest piled into the back.
The truck rumbled down the winding mountain road at a steady pace.
Ethan and Chris were both from Redwood County—a remote, mountainous region over 250 miles from Starlight City.
Before the apocalypse, the drive would've taken about five hours, mostly highway.
Now? That timeline was anyone's guess.
They still had seven miles to go before even reaching the highway entrance, and this stretch hadn't been cleared. The truck crawled forward, dodging abandoned vehicles and the occasional swarm of zombies that lunged out from the roadside.
