“NOW The rook peeks around from the car he’s using for cover and holds up three fingers, then places one finger below his eye. Three rotters. I point to the ground. He shakes his head. They’re not close. I check the straps of the backpack, make sure everything is still secure. The Librarian was right. Fish antibiotics come in big white pill bottles with colorful labels, like children’s vitamins. Nearly every storefront on the block had been smashed, but at the fish store, the doors were still ...intact. Even unlocked. We checked that errand off the list nice and easy. Made me wonder how much longer until things got fucked. I’d seen this movie before. Something always ends up fucked. In total, we covered a half-mile since we docked. The streets were mostly empty. Avoiding the rotters was easy. The horde is thinner up here. Most of them are crowded at the waterfront facing the island. Spread out the way they are, I’m not too nervous. They’re not terribly dangerous, unless you get cornered by a couple of them.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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