Gughhh.. I gurgled, crouched upward. My face was implanted on a fat mans stomach, my face leaving a print. I stammer back forward in shot falling back down. Did i pass out? Recollecting myself, i got back up.
Scrrrtch!
A roaring sound of an engine blasted in my ears.
Hide. I needed to hide fast, I wasn't even supposed to be here anyway. I plopped back down on the floor pretending I was dead alongside the hundreds of people that were. The scent of rotting flesh lingered on them as I tried my best not to scrunch my nose and shifted farther from them. Turning my head, I saw a large backhoe moving my way. A machine in the old world that would excavate equipment, carrying gravel or dirt and moving them was turned into a corpse collector. Piling bodies and bodies as some got flung. It moved fast and soon enough I scooped up. I was cramped, dead bodies on all of my sides. My breathing was shallow and limited as bodies piled over mine, fresh air was replaced with decomposing humans, the smell of rotting flesh.
Hughh..Hughh... My breathing was ragged, coming out in quick breaths. I felt people pressed down on me on all sides and the weight only increased. Was I gonna die of suffocation? Bodies compressed above me more and more turning and shifting. I held my breath but exhaled right back out. I should've taken swimming courses.. I can't even hold my breath for that long. The backhoe abruptly halted, the corpses falling.
GUHH!! I finally could breathe normally, quickly looking upwards. A shiver went down my spine. They were being sent into a pit. A vast pit, an empty void filled with nothingness.
Adrenaline pumped fast, I clawed on the machine's curved part for dear life. Hundreds of people–corpses spilled out into the pit. From how terrified I was I couldn't manage to form a single thought, biting my tongue I jolted back and flinged myself out of the front loader onto stable land.
A surge of relief dawned on me, quickly being cut short when me and the man had locked eyes. Man? That's a human! A HUMAN?! What kind of sick fuck would do this. I stared at him a second longer and so did he, he had the same pink eyes with huge pupils. As did the girl in the library, both of them didn't speak. Were both of them under a spell? They had to be. He wore the same bodice with an ankh, the collar held tight on his throat. Dashing towards him, I stepped onto the tracker, slipped but regained my step. I stood right next to the man. He looked about thirty-forty, he was tan with an afro. His pink eyes looked so abnormal, I took the man by his collar, throwing him off the wheel impulsively.
THUD!
I stole his seat on the tractor. I sat there looking at all the controls. How the hell do i ride this? Err…. wait ill just get caught easily. Unless..
I shot a look at the man's body on the floor of the cliff.