Carrie, a lone teenage girl, is
confronted by her old boyfriend who is now infected with a sickness that
attaches to a single emotion (in this case Anger) and becomes the driving force
of everything that person does:
“Hello
Carrie,” the muffled voice of Derek penetrated the window. Carrie snapped her head up. Narrow slits almost hid the purple of his
eyes. Derek grinned. She stared at him. He whistled.
Five runners jumped from surrounding positions.
“You
can’t run,” he said and laughed.
Carrie
punched the gas. Tires squealed and
smoke shot from behind. She yanked the
wheel to one side and her body slammed against the door. The car tail whipped as she pulled back
down. Derek stood in front of the
exit. The Cavalier shot forward. She grimaced, certain she was going to
flatten him, but he jumped out of the way at the last second. A flimsy toll gate exploded and the car
barreled onto the empty road. She kept
the pedal pushed to the floor, although she was away from the immediate
danger. Her foot felt like concrete
stuck to the pedal. She shot past
several stop lights, before beginning to feel her heart beating. Buster’s head was low.
“I
think we lost them.”
She
looked behind her.
“Definitely
lost them.”
She
turned back. An abandoned car sat
crumpled directly in front of her. She
shrieked and swerved.
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