BLITEOTW

JUST WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU PEOPLE DOING?!?!?!?

I turned on the news, and the EBS signals were going, with red lines across the bottom of the screen and live footage covering burning buildings downtown, and mobs!

How'd I get through all that? The interstates are full of traffic, now, jammed up in all directions!



I've called thegreyman but his phone isn't answering. I'm hoping everyone turns around and comes back. I have plenty of swords on the walls, and quite a few rounds of ammo if necessary.

Damn.

Now I'm feeling a bit hungry. I should have had more of the torteloni, I think.

BLITEOTW

Had a talk with da firfey. We talked about biting people. She agrees that biting isn't a good thing. When she bit at me before our guests arrived, she realized she was wrong. I'm glad.

We agreed that the torteloni just isn't cutting it. Dunno what to fix, though.

I wish our guests hadn't gone. They might have a good idea of what would taste good.

I might go get da elf.

ETA: She's locked the bedroom door. I think she's not wanting to be bothered, but there is a lot of noise on the other side of the door. I called to her, but she doesn't seem to want to talk. I can't understand what she's saying, at least.

ETA2: Will someone come over and bring food?

well, piffle....

I'm annoyed with myself for getting so tired yesterday... I was going to put up more for BLITEOTW, but ran out of time and energy.

So... story wrapup...

Firfey and I were going to post that we were going to find something to eat, and that would have been "my" last post. It was going to say something about hearing a group of people outside obviously disgruntled about the lack of food, probably from the mob rioting, and so we were going to join them to go get food.

Then, da elf would have "posted" in my journal that nobody should come over with food. That she, the boy, and the munchkin were all in the master bedroom, and that she'd gone down to get the laptops after firfey and I left (and left the door open). She would have said that people shouldn't come over until the morning, and that she'd have the upstairs window open so she could hear people if they tried to break in (apparently zombies can't work ladders).

Last post of the story had elf asking for someone to come get them. Firfey was missing, and I was face down in the yard, and she was sorry and sad about that but she had to do it. It was to be written in that "numb and shocked" tone, as she waited for the sunrise.

Yah, pathos, but what are you going to do? :)

But, I fell asleep! Stupid dwiv. Well, we always have next year.....

ETA:
Why Firfey? I reasoned it this way -- the first zombies would probably try to self-treat, or head for the hospital, to figure out why they were feeling so badly. Probably at an emergency hospital, one would bite another patient. At night those places are crawling with nervous parents and kids... So, a kid gets it, and goes to daycare or plays with their friends the next day, and thus the problem spreads like Chicken Pox, with the more affluent people getting it fastest because of the whole "gotta use daycare" thing. Then, they get it, take it to the downtowns, and spread it where groups gather (like smoking areas and team meetings). Those people give it to THEIR kids, and the cycle continues.

Why not elfgirl? She's had a tummy ick, and so wasn't interested in biting on anything.... thus, she was immune by virtue of being infected in a different way.