Yesterdays Gone: SEASON TWO (THE POST-APOCALYPTIC SERIAL THRILLER) (Yesterday's Gone)

could tar the fucking highway with that shit!”
    Boricio led them through the courtyard, through the madness, in search of Rebecca.
    The roar of gunfire started to dim, as the crowd began to dissipate from between the houses. The hanger was now the busiest part of The Sanctuary, as members of the congregation abandoned their faith, piled into cars, and floored pedals toward escape. A hundred feet or so from the hangar, Luca saw one of the brothers dragging Rebecca behind him, as she kicked and screamed and thrashed in the dirt. She saw Luca and cried for help.  
    Luca broke into a run.  
    The Brother, whom Luca didn’t recognize, saw Luca and turned and fired a shot, but it whizzed right by. Luca didn’t dare fire his gun for fear of hitting Rebecca. Instead, he raced at the man, who let go of Rebecca and steadied his aim at Luca, holding his pistol with both hands.
    Luca raced ahead, staring right down the chamber of the man’s loaded gun.  
    Is this how I’ll die? Is this what Will wouldn’t tell me?
    He had to get to Rebecca. He didn’t care about the threat. Nor did he need to.
    Boricio’s bullets found the man true and killed him before he could squeeze off another round.
    Luca reached Rebecca, frightened out of her mind, and crying. He collapsed to the ground beside her and pulled her close.
    “Are you okay?” he asked.  
    Rebecca wept into Luca’s chest. “They killed my mom,” Rebecca cried.
    “I’m sorry,” Luca said, then turned to Boricio, who was right behind him, eyes on the lookout.
    “Get us a car,” Luca said, “And keep Rebecca safe. I need to find Desmond.”  
    Boricio made a face that was sort of like a smile, though Luca couldn't really tell.  
    Linc appeared, blood all over his clothes, and holding a pitchfork covered in black demon blood. “Where’s Desmond?”
    “I dunno,” Luca said. “Let’s find him while Boricio gets us a car.”
    Linc nodded his head as Boricio took Rebecca’s hand from Luca, and led her toward the hangar, saying “Whatever you say, G.I. Junior” as he walked off, laughing as he fired at monsters and anything else that stood in his way.
    The chaos around them was dying, but the nightmare was just getting started. There was a black inside Luca’s mind he couldn't see through. The only thing that made things okay was the glimmer of Will in the distance, roaring toward them as fast as he could.  

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DESMOND ARMSTRONG: PART 5

    Desmond found Rei behind the barn, just as Rei finished off one of the monsters.
    Desmond had a shot from about 40 yards away, but Desmond didn’t want to dull the vengeance with a ranged shot in the back. No, that wouldn’t do. He wanted to experience Rei’s death up close.  
    He wanted to see the lights leave his eyes.
    Desmond should have taken vengeance when he had the chance.  
    Rei heard him coming, spun around and fired. He missed, but the sudden shock of Rei’s shot caused Desmond to duck and weave. Rei bobbed from view before Desmond could recover his aim. Desmond was on Rei seconds later.
    Desmond kicked the gun from Rei’s hand. Rei managed to grab Desmond’s right wrist and squeezed hard, wrenching Desmond’s gun away. The pistol fell to the snow and Rei jumped toward it.
    Demond fell atop him, got him in a headlock, and pulled back just as Rei’s fingers grasped at the gun handle.
    Desmond rolled back, pulling Rei with him, and away from the gun.
    Desmond squeezed Rei’s neck with all his might, choking the life out of the weasel.
    “Die, fucker, die!” Desmond said through gritted teeth, squeezing even tighter.  
    Rei struggled, his legs and arms flailing wildly, attempting to break free.
    Desmond squeezed tighter, then reached up with his free arm and gouged Rei’s eyes out, thrusting his fingers deep into Rei’s warm eye sockets, puncturing balloons of blood that seeped forth.
    Rei screamed, shaking even more violently.
    Die you fucker. Die, die, die!
    A moment later, Rei obliged, his limbs falling limp to the crimson snow.
    Desmond collapsed into tears of grief for Paola, Mary, and their unborn baby.
    Just when Desmond was about to renew his vengeance upon Rei’s lifeless corpse, Linc and Luca appeared. “Desmond!” Luca called out.
    Desmond stood up, gave a final scowl at the deceased harbinger of death, then began to walk toward his friends when his back, then stomach, erupted in explosions of pain. He looked down just in time to see a monster’s hand sticking through