The only small silver lining I clung to. Hours passed and the dim sunlight faded, leaving us in complete darkness.My legs ached from standing. I shifted my feet, or leaned against the truck cab for brief comfort.The anonymity of night seemed to soothe my companions, and they started to speak. Most shared their stories. I tuned out the gloom and doom tales and listened to the interesting ones.A seventeen year old girl named Carry was on a bus from Nevada when, somewhere near Kirkland, a toddler turned. Carry was coming up to visit her parents when hell broke loose, and the toddler began attacking anyone in sight. Since the kid was so lightweight, people threw her off, but she’d latch onto whoever she landed on. So after hovelling in multiple safe houses, Carry fell victim to crazies. They kept her as a slave before trading her to the convoy for two boxes of whiskey.The man talking to her, Craig, was well in his 50s. He’d been in the military for his entire life and was living in Lake Stevens.
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