The Last War Box Set_A Post-Apocalyptic EMP Survivor Thriller by Ryan Schow

Author:Ryan Schow [Schow, Ryan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: River City Publishing
Published: 2018-03-23T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Forty-Four

Chad and Wagner set out into the night with their stack of bombs, their last baggie of weed, their papers and their lighter. They were already tripping, but not enough to concern them.

“There’s a lot of cars out here,” Chad says.

Wagner simply nodded.

“We should go a few blocks up, try out these things in a neighborhood that isn’t ours,” Chad said.

Wagner just nodded again.

“You okay?”

“I feel…I feel…do you feel it?” he asked, practically dazed. It’s dark outside and they were just walking down the street, away from their home.

“Mine’s wearing off.” His high. That soft, fuzzy edge of everything.

“Yeah, man.”

“Let’s head up into Presidio Heights,” Chad said. That’s where they were heading, but someone needed to say it. “Most of that neighborhood is vacant anyway.”

“How do you know?” Wagner asked.

“Is it cold out here, or is it just me?”

“Where’s your jacket?” Wagner said, looking up at his friend. Chad’s eyes were dropped down on the pipe bombs he was carrying in a box in his arms. Inside the box was his jacket.

“It’s keeping the bombs warm,” Chad said.

“If they get cold will they blow up?” Wagner asked.

“Of course, that’s why we have the jacket.”

Wagner rolled his eyes and said, “Dude, you’re dumb. Seriously. When did you ever see anything blow up because the conditions were too cold?”

“I may be dumb,” Chad said, “but you’re still high, so maybe we’re both stupid.”

At that, they both started laughing, then began talking about how to daisy chain a bunch of the pipe bombs together if they could only find a pair of cars close by.

“First things first,” Wagner said, “we try one and go from there.”

They walked for the next few blocks in the cold, quiet night, then Chad handed the box to Wagner and said, “This is getting too heavy. You carry it for awhile.”

“We’re far enough from home,” Wagner said.

They looked down one street, then the other, and there they found an older Suburban SUV parked bumper to bumper with a newer Maxima.

“Bingo freaking bango,” Chad said.

“Daisy chain?” Wagner asked, his high winding down.

“Hells to the yes.”

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