Editing Breaker 666 (section)

=== The Cities. ===
Folk don't talk much about 'em, but it's well known you stay away from the cities. Stick to towns and truckstops if you gotta rest, but stay clear away from any exit with a population counter higher than 10,000 if you know what's good for you.

I've heard tell by some braver than me who ventured into Atlanta thinkin' they could siphon some fuel from the no-go areas in the metro area. They didn't even make it to the city limits before their hair  started standin' on end. Said the sky turnt dark at noon and even with their brights on couldn't see more'n a few feet infront of them. Strange things in the shadows, looked a bit like men but wrong. They figured it was them things makin' all the howlin' they heard. Turned tail and booked it before they even made it off the turnpike.

Now, I ain't no historian or nothin', but most folks are of the mind that whatever happened before The Road happened there, in them big cities. Don't know what it was, but I damn sure know I ain't gonna be the one to find out.

Ten-four, good buddy, but I heard tell it ain't jess them cities that have gone all twisted, neither. I was three days to the left coast on a double-trailer rig, riding pace with the convoy, when up pulls my pal Big Red, rolling bat-from-hell the other way. Now, Big Red ain't been afeared of nothin' since the day he could put foot to the pedal, but he told me that what had happened to him night 'fore turned his hair plum white. He got up on the CB with me, frighted clear to death and said, "Little Dog, if you love Jesus and that that scrawny hide of yours, never, EVER get caught off the Road. There'll be signs and suchlike offering a quicker route, but DON'T. Things…"

I never saw Big Red again. His rig was found in downtown Denver a couple weeks ago, burnt out of gas and the horn still blowing. No sign of Red.