Alex screams, leaning out the window as the car races along a dirt-track road. “Let's get the hell away from this shit-hole! To the future! Are you with me?” The others are all shouting too. I turn and look back out through the car's rear window, and I see the camp rapidly disappearing into the distance. All I want is to go and find Julie, to make sure she's okay, but suddenly Melissa grabs my collar and pulls me back down onto the seat. “Forget it,” she says, with no hint of emotion on her face. “You're coming with us now. We're following Thomas.” “We're just gonna keep driving,” Thomas announces from the driver's seat. “Fuck, it'll be dark soon, but I don't care. We're just gonna keep the pedal down and -” He pauses. “Fuck! Look!” The others stare out at the road ahead. Turning, I see a figure in the distance, struggling toward us.
