dredpiratebunny | all by myself....until

about 15 minutes ago there was all this commotion outside the office door. the one that leads into the stairwell is locked all the time, thank god, because someone, or someTHING was trying really damn hard to get in. i had to sneak over to the other door and relock it, as its usually open during business hours.

just as the door clicked shut again, this....this, thing...stumbled around the corner. caught site of me in the window and somehow tried to go faster to get to me. i'm normally one to help, but this female thing was not looking normal, you know?

out of nowhere, her head snaps forward, and she collapses. the guy who delivers the soda and coffee to the office is out of the elevator. (apparently he's been hurling 12 ounces of aluminum pressurized ammo at these things.) we make eye contact and realize neither of us is infected. i unlock the door and tell him to get in.

he tells me that he's been doing corporate beverage service up and down route 9 all morning. that it wasn't until the last hour that people started stumbling out of doors and wandering around aimlessly. the last half hour, the aimlessness began to focus with intensity, and these people, if you can call them that anymore, began to attack other humans. i can see his truck from my window, its covered in blood and bits and pieces. he says his name is Larry.

At this point i start to wish i'd stayed at the viking's house last night, where i know theres a few rifles and a shiny S&W just itching to be used. *sigh* no time to waste on those kind of thoughts. Time to inventory the office and see what i can use for defense.