Day Two
Lockdown Vampires Day Two People become numb to numbers. Numbers that mutate into stale statistics. Statistics that trap us in the misguided belief that we have some control over the world. Apply a number to an event, discuss that number and how it affects you. It's much easier than staring at a dead body. They don't show us dead bodies on TV, they show us numbers. Numbers keep us safe; seperate us from the reality of what is really going on. 320 men died yesterday. They're now statistics. The government don't know how many women have turned. Estimates are already over 1,000. I guess I'm lucky living alone. I won't wake up in the middle of the night, with my wife's fangs on my throat, her cold hand crushing my balls. Taking the last drop of me ... Maybe the married ones are the lucky ones; they'll probably be dead by dawn. Us singletons will be hiding, harried and hunted. I could pretend I'll be out hunting them, but I know my limitat...