As he neared the rocky bottom of the ravine, Jasper held his pistol at the ready. He could see the driver of the RV trapped in the wreckage, his mottled skin covered in filth and blood as he stared at Jasper with his dead eyes and snarled. These creatures smelled awful. Worse than simply dead.
Jasper was more concerned about other members of the driver's family. Were the wife and kids still around or did they make it out alive? Of course, in this Godforsaken new world of death, they did not have to be alive to make it out.