#325 - Incident #002

Due to sucking at thinking of titles, I shall call this one Incident #002: The world around me is grey with smoke. Far off sounds of gunshots, a helicopter. People dying, crying. I head towards the sound, inquisitive. Turning a corner she rams into me. She falls. I pick her back up. Then I taste the meat of her face. She falls again, but this time she stays. Until she rises again. I sit and wait. More to come as I write 'em.