lauraanne_gilman | *worried* (Reply)

Normally I hear a constant stream of sirens rising and falling in the distance -- the music of the city. I rarely take conscious notice of it. But there was a lull a few hours ago, when all I heard were the evening birds and some crickets, and the sounds of kids playing...and then the sirens came back, distant but growing, from Manhattan all the way up through Westchester.

And with the sirens, a sound came from up the block, near the college, that I've heard only once before. A deep, echoing sound. An angry sound.

A hungry sound.

I know that sound, although I'd prayed never to hear it again. Not here.

I've sent e-mails warning people, anyone who will believe me and even people who may not. I hope

kradical and

terri_osborne can get the cats into their carriers and get over here in time. This building will be easier to defend than their place...

Thank gods I stocked the pantry this week. Need to make sure we have enough fresh water. And ammo.

Gonna be a long night.