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together. We ate a meal prepared by Jill, and then watched the television. It re- confirmed things were bad and getting worse. One of the local stations went off the air after a number of freaks managed to break their way inside their studio. The camera continued to roll as the creatures grabbed the screaming newsman and started to chew on him. We changed the channel.
    The only local station still broadcasting provided us with a detailed review of the situation. Martial law was now in effect across the entire nation, but the military was seemingly doing little to help the situation. The n umber of freaks was simply increasing too rapidly. For some reason, perhaps related to the meteor shower, the outbreak started on the east coast of the United States. But now it was spreading to the west coast as well. There were also reports of the outbreak in Europe as well.
    From a local perspective, Sandy Hills was being hit hard by the outbreak -- as well as neighboring cities and towns. Although the police department was doing their best to try and eradicate the freaks, it was reported that half of th eir officers were either dead, or missing.
    According to what the government was saying, the contagion responsible for the outbreak was transmitted by a transfer of bodily fluids such as saliva or blood. What we were told next confirmed what we didn’t want to believe. After inducing a high fever, the infected person actually dies. The person’s heart stops and death takes place. But only minutes to hours later, the corpse reanimates; it then has a hunger for warm flesh. After reanimation, the only way to kill the freak would be to destroy the brain. A gunshot would work, or a sharp blow crushing the skull would do the job.
    The dimly lit stock room was quiet. Almost no one was speaking. I decided to go back to the roof and take another look outside. I asked Mr. Allen to go with me.
    It was very dark outside. There was no moon out that night, and the sky was cloudy; despite my efforts, I couldn’t see a single star. The smell of smoke was also stronger, and I was sure a fire was burning not too far away.
    “There is someone over there in that barbershop,” I said. “It might be Jennifer.”
    “You mean that girl you tried to date?”
    “Yes.”
    “Didn’t she ignore you to chase after some other guy?”
    “Yes.”
    I now had two people on my mind: my mother and Jennifer. I was not in love with Jennifer. I had given up on dating her long ago, but I was still attracted to her. She was a gorgeous woman with long dark hair and a smile that could melt anyone’s heart. Most of all, she was on my mind because I realized she may be all by herself; she could be trapped and totally isolated in that barbershop. I wouldn’t want to be in her position.
    I tried to get her off my mind, since it would be a fool’s errand to try and go over there to be with her. It would be even more stupid t o try and signal her to try and make it over here. Most likely, it would mean her death, and potentially the death of others.
    “How long do you think we can last, Mr. Allen?” I asked.
    “What do you mean?”
    “I mean how long can we survive in this store.”
    “I don’t know. Maybe a long time, but maybe not long at all. It depends on if those things try to get in. The good thing going for us is that we have plenty of supplies: food, water, medicine, and almost anything else we could need. But if those freaks get in, it could be all over.”
    We continued to discuss strategy and how we might survive the nightmare we were living through. Down below I saw a freak look up at me. He may have heard me. We both stepped back.
    In an instant, a scream came from below, inside of the store. We scrambled to get back down into the store. Once back inside, we noticed screams were coming from the stockroom. I also heard yelling.
    When I arrived at the stockroom I saw the man, who to me was still nameless, holding a gun at a group of people that were