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WILDERSTORY 07 /// “We need gas,” yelled Abe, straining over the sound of the engine as the old Indian cruised down the highway. He turned…
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WILDERSTORY 07 /// “We need gas,” yelled Abe, straining over the sound of the engine as the old Indian cruised down the highway. He turned…
WILDERSTORY 06 /// Daylight was dwindling, and the shadows from the bus stretched almost to the other side of the road. Next to one…
WILDERSTORY 05 /// Abe punched the gas on his motorbike as he hurtled down the empty highway. He straightened the bends in the road…
WILDERSTORY 04 /// It was a strange mix of popping, grinding and creaking. The sound of glass, already broken, being pressed against itself. Dot heard…
WILDERSTORY 03 /// Dot followed the scrubby desert bushes along the roadside as they sped through her field of vision. The closest ones were almost…
WILDERSTORY 02 /// The old biker waded knee-deep into the river. The first thing to go was his black leather vest, sewn up with a…
WILDERSTORY 01 /// “Have you seen it? You’re coming from that direction — so I thought maybe.” Carl reached into his chest pocket for the…
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