From where we were, you could see the whole town: the church, the high school, the strip of shops on Main with the diagonal 15-minute parking out front. You could see the dead stumbling around, following fleeting scents and echoing noises, starting and stopping, aimless.
Then the Army showed up.
It was machine-guns at first, but then they smartened up: rifles on single shot. I suppose if they’d had unlimited ammo they could’ve retaken the town. They must’ve dropped a thousand before realizing there was no end to the horde streaming into town from the highway. Then they pulled out.