Chapter 32: Pit Stop

Bailey:

"Will you knock it off," Rebecca yells from the front passenger's seat.

"No," Tristan yells from the back seat. "Come on Bailey! Stop the car! You've been driving for hours! It's time to call it a night."

I look out the window and see the moon floating high in the night sky. It accompanies by a bunch of stars around it and some dead trees beneath.

"I'm not tired," I say. Tristan kicks the back of my seat and jerks me forward a bit. "Real mature."

"I don't care if you're tired or not," Tristan says, "I care that it's nighttime. Don't you remember what I said before? Don't you remember anything? During the night, the infected are more active. They come out and hunt for food. Us!"

"We're in a car," I say, "By the time any infected see us, we'll be five miles from them. You don't have to worry."

"Of course, I have to worry," Tristan replies. "It doesn't matter if we're on foot or wheels, the infected will not stop us. They will see us and they will chase us until they are e