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palms, and growls from many of them are heard from time to time. Looking at his watch, Jim notices the time, 6:52 AM. Taking note of the sun’s position, he guesses they don’t like the sunlight. Some of the infected don’t disappear inside neighborhood homes, but simply find shade where available.
    “It looks like they don’t like to be in the sunlight very much. They’re either heading indoors, or going to some area of shade where they can find it,” Jim points out. “This is something we may be able to use soon, somehow.”
    “What are you planning?” Arzu asks, coming into the room.
    “I don’t know yet, baby. But at least we know a little more about them, maybe a weakness. We’ll keep watching them as much as we can. We may be able to shore up our defenses during the day, as long as we’re quiet. This may also mean that we’ll need to adjust our security watches, too, focusing on evening hours more than daylight.”
    Deciding to take the risk of fortifying the home some more, Jim turns the main breaker to the house back on, so they’ll have power for drills and recharging batteries. As quietly as they can, they take more plywood from the garage and screw it to the walls over the windows. Several times during their work, they stop when one of the family members acting as a lookout informs them that infected are close by or seem to be paying attention to their home.
    While at the living room window in the back of the home, they hear glass being shattered nearby. Looking out the window, but unable to see the source of the noise, Jim and Jeremy go to the second floor to investigate, leaving Chris to maintain watch over the first floor. They hear the sound of dogs barking and growling, with a mixture of yelping as if in pain. Ascending to the game room, the approximate direction of the noise, Jim and Jeremy carefully peer out.
    Parting the closed blinds, carefully so they attract no attention, they’re able to get enough of a view in the area of the noise. Looking around at the houses behind them, Jeremy is the first to see. “Oh, man, those poor dogs,” he says in a quiet voice, and removes his hand from the blind, allowing them to close and shut off his view. Jim starts to ask Jeremy what he saw when he notices six human figures two houses behind theirs.
    All are obviously infected. Two of them are kneeling over a medium-sized dog, rending its flesh with their hands and teeth. The other four have another larger dog cornered between the privacy fence and the outer wall of the back of the house. The dog attacks, but so do the infected.
    After a few moments, the second dog is brought down by the other four as they continue to strike it with fists, pouncing on the animal and ripping away pieces of its flesh in their teeth. They chew the dog’s hairy flesh like starving hyenas.
    Seeing enough, Jim lets go of the blinds and turns to Jeremy. “Come on, son, let’s finish boarding this place up.”
    Depleting the remaining plywood and 2x4s, they decide to eat and see if they can learn anything new about the condition of the city and the rest of the world on TV. Colored bars and a continuous tone greet them. Some channels from lightly populated areas are still broadcasting live and running recordings of video and views from helicopters, with reports giving narrative to what’s below. There’s no reporting from anyone on the ground at any of the scenes playing out.
    Most of the video Jim and his family haven’t seen yet, and they wish they weren’t seeing it now. “Damn, this is getting out of control,” Chris says, staring at the TV as they watch reports and video from different cities across the U.S. and from numerous other countries. It’s all the same; just the locations are different, and the extent of chaos varies only slightly. All of the reports are of cities becoming more and more out of control and descending deeper into anarchy.
    “I need to call Mom and the rest of the family in Florida,”