I was just reading reports of what looks to be George Romero's wet dream come true. Nothing has happened out here, but that doesn't mean much. It would take a day for a zombie to shamble out of town and make it here. We've got food, guns, and people who know how to use them. We're OK, but I'm worried about my friends in the cities. I don't know if they're safer or not being surrounded by all those people. I guess I can take some comfort in the fact that most of them don't go outside much.
Mom's not taking it very well. It seems that this only affects the recently dead, so there's no way Brian would be affected. Still, you can't help but be unnerved by this with a death so fresh in your memory.
I'm connected via my cell phone data plan — good thing I figured this out yesterday. AT&T says I'm not supposed to do this, but I don't really care right now. I've tried calling everyone, but I'm just getting a recording about network congestion. As long as I'm getting those, the network is still up, though. Google is still up, that's heartening. I guess if anyone would be prepared for a zombie apocalypse, it would be the geeks. From what Erickson tells me, AT&T's NOC is built to withstand nuclear blasts, so they should be able to keep the lines of communication open.
Just got an email from Erickson, I guess he's still alive. He says he hasn't seen any zombies personally, but the TV stations are telling everyone to stay inside. I know it's not wise, but I'm going to head into town and meet up with him. I know the back roads, I've got a gun, and I can drive. The family will be safe here, and I also need to find out if my sisters are alright.
Here goes nothing.