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entrance to the news broadcasting station, and they looked at the height of it. The sun was slowly starting to come out over its edge, making it almost impossible for them to see the top of the building.
    Charlie said, “You know, the news station is probably up on the top floor of that place.”
    “Why, what makes you think that, Charlie?” Jude asked.
    “Because the longer I hang around with you all, the more I think you don't have a whole hell of a lot of good luck come your way.”
    Chuck opened his mouth to retort, but couldn’t dispute Charlie's observation.
    Leslie said, “Yesterday, they saved me from a van surrounded by zombies, but I think I’ve almost been killed ten or twenty times since then.”
    Jude watched pedestrians, who'd been waiting for the rain to stop, emerge from their hiding places in buildings and parking garages as the rain turned to mist. The people with umbrellas were safe, but their children were running in circles around them. If this town was any indication of how the rest of the United States was going to be affected, Jude knew today would be the bloodiest in American history. He could not help but think of Patrick; if he became one of the dead, Jude would not have the heart to put him out of his misery.
    Jude pulled into the first empty spot he could find. He looked in his rearview, seeing that it might already be too late
    Chuck opened the door, ready to roll, and stopped when Jude did not do the same. “Jude, you, uh, good, buddy?”
    Jude shook his head. He turned fully around in his seat, pointing. “Look there, you see those kids?”
    Chuck was about to comment that they must be sick, but caught up to what Jude had said. The children looked like they were spasming on the ground at first.
    Charlie and the others were watching, as well. Charlie said, “Hey, what the hell is wrong with those kids?”
    “Well, you’ve seen what happens when someone gets bitten, right?" Jude asked. "Well, now you’ve seen what happens when you drink the water. Do not, at all, drink the water. That is currently a guaranteed one-way trip to Hell, and the quickest way to become one of those…those things.”
    Charlie nodded slowly, watching the children rise back up to their feet. When they did, the parents knelt down, thankful that their children were okay. The children, of course, weren’t okay, and leapt at their parents. They knocked the adults backwards, and their once sweet faces were now filled with hunger and rage. The kids quickly ripped into their parents' necks, sending geysers of blood into the street.
    The adults screamed and kicked. Immediately and unfortunately, onlookers ran to their aid. Expecting to be able to stop the children, the good Samaritans became fresh targets. The children ripped and clawed at them, bringing the onlookers to the ground. By the time they were done feasting on the helpers, the parents were rising to their feet and looking for meals of their own. They no longer seemed to know who their children were, literally ripping them off of the feasts in front of them, and began gorging themselves on the victims.
    Jude said, “So, what was that—like, three minutes? It took a hell of a lot longer the first time the change took place. It’s happening faster.”
    “This is bad," Joann commented. "This is very, very bad.”
    Chuck snorted. “You figure that out with all those science degrees you got?”
    “Chuck, shut up, please. We need to help those people,” Joann said.
    “Those people are fucked," Jude countered. "We need to get inside, and we need to stay there for a while and get the message out.”
    “Oh, I am all about getting inside of a building right now,” Chuck said.
    The five of them got out of the truck, grabbing their arsenals and sprinting into the building. The security guards, who had been watching the truck since it pulled up, jumped to their feet and ran toward the doors. The normal, mundane, boring days of sitting around watching