The sick people are all walking around now. They were all in their homes before but they're breaking out. Across the street I saw an old lady smash through her living room window and try to crawl out. I say try because she got stuck on the glass. She's still there, bleeding all over the white siding and tulips.
I drove my truck into town to see if my folks had walked themself to the clinic. There's a lot of sick people there, like they were dumped by families who didn't want to take care of them. Their faces look disturbing, like they're in a lot of physical or emotional pain. Some of them are weeping, or groaning. It's hard to look at anything. I don't think I can go out there again.
These sick people are really messed up. Their skin is blotchy and bruised, and a lot of them are bloody because they fall and scratch themselves easily.. It's like they lost a lot of their coordination.. I haven't seen a single other person who's not all f*cked up
One of them started to yell and follow me like he wanted to punch a hole in my windshield. Real angry guy I drove as fast as I could back home.
Some of them are starting to group together. I think they're drawn to noise.