Flash Part 2, May 30, 2012

Stumbling from the car, he called out. “Are you okay?”

The figure began limping towards him, with an awkward gait.

“Hello?”

Whatever it was began to move faster, shuffling.

He stopped. He smelled decaying flesh.

Then he saw it. The gaping mouth, the rasping breathing. It snarled at him, clutching at the air with its mangled hand. Where the other hand should have been there was raw stump.

Turning back to his car, he slammed the door as he got behind the wheel, turning the key.

Nothing.

It was banging on the windshield, cracks forming.

He tried again. “God please….”