I'm as far south as I can get, Key West, FL without using a
boat. Man, I miss the way it used to be here. It's still beautiful and balmy
like I remember when I came for my 15 year wedding anniversary. Those damned
chickens are still around especially the roosters making noise like they
normally do, all day long. It's so strange that I haven't found any people who
aren't infected yet. I still won't give up, I can't. There are plenty of places
to stay here, Key West is oddly vacant. Perhaps the authorities forced everyone
to evacuate at the beginning of this whole thing? Maybe before I leave, I might
toss back a few drinks in memory of what once was though I plan to steer clear
of Everclear. In any case, it's time to head back north. I'll stop in DC or
Maryland to rest and then make the migration north to see if I can find anyone.
My hope is that there is at least one surviving member of my family, even a
distant cousin would be good about now. I noticed that some of the infected are
beginning to slow down; perhaps their brains are beginning to deteriorate. At
this point, I'm thinking once I check on my immediate family, I'm heading to
the nearest CDC location, if anyone would know what's really going on, it has
to be them or maybe the local World Health Organization chapter might be
another place to check. Then again, while I'm near DC I could stop in at the
National Institute of Health over in Maryland. Perhaps they know what it is,
how it started and what to do to stop it.
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