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The city looks almost peaceful from up here.

Of course, if things were normal, I'd never be able to afford to eat here either. ;-)

Right now, me and a few others are crashed out in the main dining room of The Summit Club.  The Summit is a private restaurant (members only) that is atop the Chase/Holiday Inn in South Bend, and right now from our vantage point we're safely insolated from the chaos below.  The cars are safely stashed in a parking garage a few levels below us.  We even managed to close the gates before the bastards got to us.  We have guns...even got some body armor from a local gunstore that we found empty earlier today.  The only signs that anybody had been in was the bloody handprints on the door glass.

The club had been vacated by everybody except for a couple members of the kitchen staff when we got here...and I don't think that there are words strong enough to express just how glad they were to see us.

I'm crashed out by one of the windows right now eating Apple Mille Feuille with Cinammon Ice Cream, watching a horde of ants traipse their way past the College Football Hall of Fame.  God, I wish they were ants.  But I'm finding that it is a lot easier to deal with the end of the world when you're 40 stories above it.

The buildings wifi is still connecting me to the Intarweb, and I grabbed my laptop before my local library got entirely overrun by the walking dead this morning.

I don't know what I'm gonna do tomorrow.  None of us know, but at least I'm safe and fed right now.  And you know what?  I'll settle for that.

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It's just streetlights right now.

I'm still at the window, chain smoking looted unfiltered cigarettes as rain intermittently sweeps the city.  A couple cars have passed by on the main road below us since night finally fell.  But only a few.  The dead seem to be drawn to the headlights and engine noise from a long way off, and they all seem to be forming their own little parade as a result.

Most everybody else is trying to get some sleep right now...one of the people I made it here with managed to wire in their Ipod into the restaurants audio system, and part of me thinks it's very fitting that I'm watching hordes of undead walking the streets of my hometown while Jackson Brownes "Lawyers In Love" plays in the background.

Lot of people I know have been dropping off the web...or else they didn't make it.  I gave up trying to figure out if anybody I know locally is still around.  Phone service has been spotty at best for the last few hours.

Still here...still typing...just trying to distract mysel-


Fuck.  One of our own was bitten.  Gotta go.