“Something happened six weeks ago, someone screwed up and this happened. As for you only remembering this starting two days ago, I, uh, was trying to protect you guys.”
We slept through the night without incident, and when morning came, Max announced that he had managed to kill 3 of the infected during the night that had wandered into camp.
“He’s going to die out there alone.”
I was at work when the screaming started, blood-curdling screaming, the kind that sends the hairs on the back of your neck to full attention.
I was the one you called when things didn’t work out.
My body is in a constant state of fight or flight.