“I’m heading out,” I announced.
“Now?” Carly asked.
“Yes,” I declared.
“In the dark?”
“It should be epic,” I explained.
Her and Big Tim wanted me to go tomorrow. I told them I didn’t want to let this apocalypse go longer than five weeks.
“You taking a car?” Tim asked.
“Hells to the Yeah,” I slanged.
I’m on my way to the Frontier headquarters. Fitting that a world-ending douche like Simon would hole up in the former home of the shittiest Internet Service Provider I know of.
The silence is over, I’m bringing the storm.