Thursday, February 24, 2011

Day 9

Working long into the evening Greg, A.J., and I finished up the rig. Today we'll load up the trailer with as much supplies as we can carry and still leave room for our planned people.

Day 3
A Starbucks. Seasonally warm day considering it's winter out. Good day to set outside on the sidewalk. Down the street a large moving truck pulls up to a large store on Fifth Avenue. Seconds later it explodes in a fireball. Windows shatter.

The man instinctively ducks down under the table witnessing the carnage as bodies fly up and apart. It's a loud crack, not the rumbling movie style sound effect he was used to.

Sirens sound.

Day 9: Noon
Loaded. Ready to roll out. We need people.

Day 3: 3:00 PM
Sick people. Well those not incinerated by the explosion that is. They are witnessed falling down clutching their throats. Gasping for air that doesn't come.

Minutes later they are up. Attacking first responders, attacking doctors, attacking nurses. A quarantine is declared around New York City.

Day 4
The phone is dead. No one knows she's there alone. No one to bring food.

Day 5
Phone still dead. Over twenty four hours of no food and no one knowing she's still alone. No family to call and no phone to call with. No electricity to make anything even if there was something to make.

Day 6
No food and no water. Weak.

Day 3: 7:00 PM
National Guard is called and mobilized. They'll form a ring around Manhattan before Dawn. Every bridge is barricaded. Chaos reigns on the streets as people are randomly attacked and killed. Police are responding as fast as they can to overwhelming amounts of calls. Useless like a band-aid on a amputated limb.

They don't know it yet but they've already lost.

Day 7
More sleeping than being awake. Cold. Hunger pains wrack her body. No one to help. No where to go. No one knows, dying alone and unknown, all but forgotten. Her best friends? A pizza delivery shop.

Day 9: 12:30 PM
A.J. drives out alone with an address book. He instructs his partners to stay in the shop and prepare themselves for a long trip to the coast. His last instructions are to leave by dusk if he doesn't return. Head to the destination marked on the map, if he can make it he'll meet us there. We'll find a boat on the coast.

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