Day 4 of 30: Angie

Matt went back to find a flashlight as thy waited for power to come back on. Angie stood at the doorway to their deck, looking at the suddenly dimmed apartment complex. She could still see. There was something outside, something getting closer. It was a person. It was mottled purple and gray and dark brown, like the trees and snow-covered ground it was leaving its bloodied footprints in. Its neck was at an odd angle. It was wearing a hospital gown.

She froze all of this in her mind as she did what came naturally to her: She screamed, dropped the phone, and fell to her knees.

Scream and fall, and the predator will think you're already dead.

Matt came out from the bedroom where he was pacing around. "What the hell is wrong with you this time?"

"I saw someone!" Angie cried. She deliberately turned her back on the sliding glass door to the balcony. She was not listening for the soft thud of a human body on the balcony. They were just elevated enough that no one would be able to break in easily. "I was just startled by something outside."

Matt's eyes widened as he saw it too. "Is that..."

"It can't be, it's not anything."

Matt wandered off with the flashlight into the kitchen.

"I got my flu shot! I should be fine! And Hep B!"

"I don't think this is flu."

Matt was sharpening their kitchen knives.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"It's...it's not real. This cannot be real. There is no such thing as zombies, Matt."

"I believe you. The guy you just screamed away from the deck doesn't believe you, but I do."

Angie glared at him. "That wasn't...that was just someone from the hospital just trying to mess with us."

"Oh?"

"Yeah."