Shattering Humanity by Kip Nelson

Author:Kip Nelson [Nelson, Kip]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-11-06T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Tillman walked the few steps to the car and leaned down.

“Are you okay?” he shouted.

The woman in the driver's seat was beating the window furiously. She pressed the button that would slide the windows down, but evidently that didn't work. She looked confused and scared. Tillman peered past her and saw a man in the passenger seat with a bowed head. There was a baby in the back seat. Tillman already had seen a little girl crying in the arms of her dead parents. He didn't want to repeat that with a baby, or see a baby die. His heart had not yet hardened enough for him to withstand such an emotional onslaught.

“Tillman, I thought you said we don't have time to stop?” Greg said.

“Do you think we really can leave these people?” Tillman shouted without bothering to look back at Greg. He tried to open the car door, but something had jammed. Probably the central locking system.

“What do we do?” Penelope asked.

“I'm not sure. The easy thing would be to bash the windows in, but I'd be afraid of the glass shattering all over them,” he said, then he turned to the woman. “Do you have a high-heeled shoe?”

He spoke loudly and clearly. The woman took a moment to process the words, and then nodded. She bent down and wrestled with her footwear before she brought back a slender beige shoe. She held it like a hammer.

“Smash the windshield,” Tillman said.

The woman looked at him, confused and unsure. Tillman knew what was going through her mind. This was an expensive car. Willfully damaging it was antithetical, but then she looked at her family. Between them and the car there was no choice. She adjusted her position to get as much room as she could, then began to hammer at the windshield with the shoe, driving the point of the heel against it. Her hair flayed out and her anguished screams broke through the barriers of the car. Tillman waited patiently until the shoe had penetrated the windshield and made a hole. Splintered cracks ran away from the hole. The woman continued smashing, releasing her anger and fear into her brutal strikes. More pocked holes appeared in the windshield. Tillman ran to the front of the car and held up his hands, shouting at her to stop.

She was in such a frenzy that it took some time for her to realize that Tillman was talking to her. She stopped and looked at the shoe, stunned that she had been so filled with rage. Tillman climbed on the front of the car. Now that there were holes in the windshield his words made it through to her more clearly.

“You've weakened the windshield now. You should be able just to push it through,” he said. He got on his knees and put his full weight onto the windshield, pulling against the holes the woman had made even though the glass dug into his fingers. He could feel it buckle, but the force wasn't enough yet.

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