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dezaThe unshatterable glass wasn't as unshatterable as we thought.
We had three military and one civvie who ignored the "No Weapons" sign at the front entrance and had guns on them when the lockdown started. They bought us some time. We rounded up the parents and kids from storytime, the folks in the computer lab and the few survivors in the stacks and got them locked into the bathrooms with most of the library staff. It's cramped, but those are the only rooms without windows. What little food we had is in there with them. Hopefully they'll outlast whatever this parasite is that keeping the ghouls going.
The guys with the guns and the people who've been bitten (like me) are holed up in the workroom area. We can hear the ghouls scratching on the doors that lead out to the main floor, but they haven't gotten through yet. The staff lounge has been set up as the holding area for the bitees. There's two kids, a mom and four random folks from the lab. I'm the only staff member to be bitten and survive--F and D went down when the first wave broke through, along with M from Kids. They just got swarmed over.
My hand is swollen to three times normal size. The flesh around the bite has already necrotized. There are angry red and black streaks going out from the bite site, following my blood vessels. The bite is infected. I'm infected.
One of the military guys is going to give the final blow to all of us who've been bitten. He's going to start with the kids, so they won't know what's coming. He says it'll be quick and as painless as possible. I volunteered to be last. I'm the staff representative; it's my responsibility to make sure it all goes smoothly. If someone could check on Remus when it's safe to travel--he's a good dog, and he deserves better than starving in an empty house.
Oh, he's started.
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musicwolf, please make sure the kids always know how much I love them.
We had three military and one civvie who ignored the "No Weapons" sign at the front entrance and had guns on them when the lockdown started. They bought us some time. We rounded up the parents and kids from storytime, the folks in the computer lab and the few survivors in the stacks and got them locked into the bathrooms with most of the library staff. It's cramped, but those are the only rooms without windows. What little food we had is in there with them. Hopefully they'll outlast whatever this parasite is that keeping the ghouls going.
The guys with the guns and the people who've been bitten (like me) are holed up in the workroom area. We can hear the ghouls scratching on the doors that lead out to the main floor, but they haven't gotten through yet. The staff lounge has been set up as the holding area for the bitees. There's two kids, a mom and four random folks from the lab. I'm the only staff member to be bitten and survive--F and D went down when the first wave broke through, along with M from Kids. They just got swarmed over.
My hand is swollen to three times normal size. The flesh around the bite has already necrotized. There are angry red and black streaks going out from the bite site, following my blood vessels. The bite is infected. I'm infected.
One of the military guys is going to give the final blow to all of us who've been bitten. He's going to start with the kids, so they won't know what's coming. He says it'll be quick and as painless as possible. I volunteered to be last. I'm the staff representative; it's my responsibility to make sure it all goes smoothly. If someone could check on Remus when it's safe to travel--he's a good dog, and he deserves better than starving in an empty house.
Oh, he's started.
musicwolf, please make sure the kids always know how much I love them.
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