[written journal]
Pretty good turnout at the town meeting. The Sheriff had some pretty good words to say about people getting their stuff together, particularly for all the newcomers. The event was... marred slightly by the entrance of a dame who was all bloody from a gash in her gut, who got all doom-and-gloom at us before making a gun fly through the air to blow her own head off. Looks like my Rip Van Winkle act isn't the only odd thing in the world after all. If that wasn't weird, then the VFW's newly-added doors certainly are.
"You're all going to die." That's what she said. "You think you've escaped, that it won't catch you, but they will. They're here and they're everywhere and nothing can stop them. Nothing." ... Escape and "it" not catching us sounds like she might've meant the flu, but that doesn't track with "they will" and "they're here." Two different things? We escape the flu, but now there's someone else, some other people to watch out for?
One thing I know, I don't particularly like it and I don't intend to be prey. Sounds like things are starting to happen, anyway. Some looking around might do me some good.
"You're all going to die." That's what she said. "You think you've escaped, that it won't catch you, but they will. They're here and they're everywhere and nothing can stop them. Nothing." ... Escape and "it" not catching us sounds like she might've meant the flu, but that doesn't track with "they will" and "they're here." Two different things? We escape the flu, but now there's someone else, some other people to watch out for?
One thing I know, I don't particularly like it and I don't intend to be prey. Sounds like things are starting to happen, anyway. Some looking around might do me some good.