Last night I heard a gunshot again. Sure enough, come morning my formerly clean yard is swarming with zombies. Luckily they haven't noticed me, but I don't know how long I can go peeking from behind the curtains before I am spotted. To make matters worse, the water has shut off, and there are too many zombies milling around outside for me to dispose of without risking infection. All of my carefully laid plans (fortified shelter, food, weapons, and the beginnings of a garden) have gone to waste. I figure I can last a week with my current supplies. If the swarm doesn't thin out by then I will have to abandon my shelter, trusting that I can eventually evade them and perhaps start over again in another part of Muldraugh. Until then, I have enough books and magazines to keep me sane. If only the power had held out I could read into the night, like when I was a boy. I can only pray that the swarm thins out so I can scavenge for food and water.
