It was dusk when I first felt it.
We had been walking, quickly, for about an hour and we had just reached the very outskirts of City B. The sun was setting enough that it was casting pink and purple streaks on the horizon. The highway route had been treating us very well, and we were able to make good time using it.
Of course, we had a few incidents where people thought we should save them, and when we didn't there were a few scuffles. But I didn't really think much of it. If they wanted to bring a knife to a gunfight then that was completely on them.
We had passed the "Welcome to City B" sign maybe 15 minutes ago when I realized a few crucial things: (1) my thoughts that the zombies would not be able to reach the middle of nowhere this early on was right… and (2) I didn't take into account that all the zombies were escaping the medical facilities IN MAJOR CITIES right now…. Like City B.
