You guyssss write-ins are amazing. I'm down in Baltimore with soleta and kisahawklin. In between spending yesterday snacking, trying to finish The Hot Zone (which, btw, I've decided totally counts as research for my NaNo), and writing, I managed to write 7803 words.

Seriously.

I wanted to hit 8335 (I like stopping on round numbers, okay, and that's exactly five days worth of the minimum word count) but, well. I was tired, and I wanted to watch Howl's Moving Castle.

In any case! Check out my totally hot total word count. Fuck yeah, I love shit like bars and trackers and- I'll stop now.




This is basically the entire prologue. I am pretty much in love with it.

This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.
~The Hollow Men by T.S. Eliot

MEDICAL TRIUMPH
Ebola Vaccine Available to Public

BOSTON - [LOL SHITTY NEWS ARTICLE]

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When the world ended, no one noticed at first.

Andrew Preston presented at the Grace Mary Hospital Emergency Room with a backache and sever headache. The doctors diagnosed him with a migraine, and sent him home with a prescription for Tylenol 3 and instructions to rest until it went away. Three days later, Mrs. Preston brought him back to the hospital after coming home to find her husband with red eyes and a strange rash covering his body.

After questioning the wife and finding out that Andrew Preston recently returned from safari in Africa, the doctors at the hospital diagnosed him with Ebola and put him in an isolation ward to make him comfortable while waiting out the infection. Nobody was worried, citing the world-wide 100% vaccination rate as protection against the disease progressing all the way to death, even other people managed to catch it.

Four days later, Mr. Preston become disoriented and violent. He seemed unable to speak, and attempted to attack those who came near him. His fine motor skills were completely one, and his gross motor skills seemed severely hampered. After the second time a nurse came upon him lurching around the room and he tried to grab her, they tied him to the bed and began to reconsider whether or not this was actually the Ebola virus.

Andrew Preston was Patient Zero

***

"Ray. Ray. Pick up your phone you idiot. We're supposed to be out patrolling, where the hell are you?"

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