Colin could hear it: frantic barking calling out from the alleyway.
“Guys... get in the van....” Colin said as the clack of claws against pavement joined the frenzy of yowls and yips.
“Come on, it’s just a couple dogs!” Carter puffed.
“I said GET IN THE VAN!” He screamed as a pack of feral dogs came barreling at them.
Everyone stumbled towards the doors and frantically took seats.
The pregnant girls were ushered in as Colin and Chester took aim at the mangy mutts and popped off a few shots. They tagged a few of them with a couple bloody pops, but the pack was still big enough to seriously threaten them. Everyone crammed their way in as the large dogs dashed for the van. Carter ran for the door but found it locked.
“Guys! Open up! OPEN UUUUP!” Carter yelled as a rabid hound chomped down on his arm.
Everyone squeezed their eyes shut as Carter screamed in agony, his body torn apart like newspaper as the dogs savagely bit into him. The girls were crying, Mary Anne cried into his shoulders, Colin cried, even Paige was crying as the dogs began to beat against the windows....
This was it....
They were gonna die....