The air was thick with the smell of burning rubber and overheated engines. The once-smooth road had become a maze of stalled vehicles, all frozen in time. Cars were scattered, some stalled, others crashed or abandoned. Fights broke out, bystanders argued, and people hastily packed supplies, all consumed by the mounting fear.
Chloe barked, waving her hands, her voice cutting through the noise. “Everyone, move to the shoulder and check for injuries!”
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21/01/2025