Death of a mortar lorry

“You joining us, Shana?”
Shana slowed her pace as the Viathan Warrior drew level with her. Red sand billowed up from the trucks enormous wheels and clung to her sweat-slicked skin.
“We’re going after The Turpins”. Angela Dike gestured to Norm to slow down so she could speak. “Gonna show them you can’t chase down a runner [...]

Stand and Deliver

Shana Gomez grumbled.
Great gouts of black smoke shot skyward from the engine compartment. Soot and grease, oil and sand, all mixed on the windshield.
“Goddamnit,” she swore, as she leaned out of the Blaster’s ruined side door. Her face was soon black with oil and gritty with dust, but at least she could see the damn [...]

Why I deathrace – part III

“One lap down, five entrants out, Time to make my play.”
Amy passed the lap marker and considered her position. Her armour was gone on the left, but otherwise strong. The pack was reduced, more than half the competitors had resigned. At least two of them were dead.
She was at the back of the pack, five [...]

A voice from the grave

It took a lot to surprise Dexter.
Dust storms, mutant rad-frogs, gangs blowing off steam (and each other’s ears) in the compound.
But when Robert Hickey walked to the bar early in the morning, Dexter knew something was up.
The normally ebullient Hickey was pale and drawn. His stare was fixed as he shambled across the wooden floor. [...]

Never look a gifthorse in the mouth

Windows rattled as the dust storm outside hurled fistfuls of pebbles at the streets of Somerset.
Howard Spicer pushed hair matted with dust away from his eyes. A smear of ochre marked where his hands had moved across his perspiring face
The Vanguards had fallen on hard times since their leader died in an Arachnid ambush. Jake [...]