The Twelve Days of (Christmas) the Mayan Apocalypse (5)

The world is ending soon. We don’t have much time. If you’re new to the Twelve Days of the Mayan Apocalypse, you might want to start here.

Day 5: Where’s Grandma?

On day four you learned to siphon gas by sucking on plastic tubing then letting gravity take over. You also learned that gasoline burns and it takes forever to get the taste out of your mouth. Especially when you can’t find a Twinkie anywhere!

But at least the Jeep is running. You are on Interstate 64 west almost to Kentucky. You can’t decide if you’d be better off down south where you can keep warm without fuel, or up north where the zombies will die off in the cold. So you keep going west.

When you get to St. Louis, you need to decide whether to take 55 south to Memphis, 44 southwest to Oklahoma, or 70 west to Kansas City. You could take 55 north to Chicago, but the place is completely overrun by zombies. No one goes there.

You try to use your cell phone and Verizon says the system can’t handle phone calls (probably ever again). You have time for one last text message.

Who do you send it to?

Grandma is pretty smart, but she couldn’t have outrun the zombies this long. Who can you text? What do you say? And where do you go from here?

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