"Go on foot? Can't you call in someone to pick us up?" asked Joseph. He couldn't beleive what was going on. Going on foot could mean instant death. They didn't know how many people had become zombies. They didn't know how many of them had become infected. They didn't even know where the virus came from! "We should seek shelter until help arrives," he suggested.
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There is shadow under this red rock,
And I will show you something different from either
Your shadow at morning striding behind you
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
I will show you fear in a handful of dust.
~T.S. Eliot The Waste Land.
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