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Dawn brought fewer sirens and empty streets, but if you turn your head, there's a flicker of movement in the corner of your eye. They're out there. As soon as their eyes adjust to daylight, they'll be back.

We spent all night fortifying the building -- the first floor's been abandoned, the basement and lobby booby-trapped with windrose's hotfoot powerder she sent me after last year, and a healthy dose of meat tenderizer. Anything that tries to get through will be walking on stumps by the time they hit the stairs, and we have another surprise for them there. Supplies have been shared out, and extra water laid in, just in case. And the kittens are roaming the hallway with the other cats in the building, making for an amusing thicket of tails you have to pass through, like furry sentries. Rumor has it they don't like cats. The feeling seems to be mutual.

I've gotten e-mail updates from Florida and New Mexico -- the warmer-weather states seem to have a more pragmatic view of the outbreaks, and had emergency plans ready. Maybe they have a point -- last year, the far-northern states seemed relatively outbreak-free. I shouold have moved further north, not come south....

If it's like last year, we just have to make it to Saturday. We can do that. If we hold strong, and nobody opens a window for an old friend. Speaking of which, my time to guard the fire escape.

I never heard back from Keith or Terri. I hope they're all right.

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A pause in the zombie-play to think safe-and-dry thoughts to the folk in Iowa, Wisconsin, Missouri, Illinois, etc.

Historic events tend to be far more enjoyable in history books than in your front parlor. Just remember, when the rescue squad boat comes by, get IN it. No heroics, now.