Chapter 3 - 2 Automobiles
Walking alone under the dim streetlights, Lin Wu felt a tinge of fear facing the ever-darkening unknown world. The sound of an engine approached from behind. Lin Wu looked back to see a red car coming his way, its bumper missing, the hood dented, only one window intact, and traces of zombie blood not yet refreshed on its body.
Lin Wu stepped aside, and the car, coughing like it had had too much to eat, clanked to a stop before him, emitting black smoke. The driver was a middle-aged man in his late thirties: "Need a ride?" He had a high forehead, thinning hair, a large head, a protruding brow, and a round belly.
"Dude, just so you know, I'm a guy," Lin Wu reminded him casually as he pulled open the passenger door and climbed in.
"I like your honesty," the middle-aged man said as he started the car.
"A guy?" Lin Wu asked quizzically.
"No," the middle-aged man didn't elaborate, but drove with one hand and stretched out the other, "Stone."
Lin Wu reached out: "Paper?"
Stone burst out laughing and explained, "My name's Stone."
Lin Wu smiled awkwardly and shook hands with Stone: "Lin Wu."
"Lin Wu? That's such a boring name. Do you know what my wife's name was?" Stone continued without waiting for a reply, "Her name was Broken Stone. The first time I heard it, I almost fell over laughing, and that's how we met, fell in love, and got married."
Lin Wu expressed his doubt: "As far as I know, married people don't participate in the drafting."