From the notebook of Georgiana: Composting Toilet

Chapter 3: Run Away!

Settling in on that first night wasn’t an easy task. Murphy whined and barked at noises outside the cabin while Randy hissed at Rosemarie to keep him quiet. At some point, he decided to go outside and stay on guard. The rest of the group tried to get some sleep. But between sleeping on the ground, the heat, and the nervous pup, it was difficult.

Rosemarie had to get up to use the outhouse and discovered that her fear of spiders increased with the dark. On her way back, she heard rustling in the woods and high tailed it back inside.

Chapter 2: Making Camp

Georgi looked back through the window to see Rosemarie keeping up with them. Streams of cars were heading towards Mississippi and she wondered if they were doing the right thing.

“They think they'll be safer there,” Randy grumbled under his breath.

Maybe they would have been better off not leaving with Randy. She was having second thoughts, just like she did when she married him. He had asked her to marry him while he was drunk. Despite a little voice warning her not to, said yes. She'd even thought of running off right before the wedding, but she didn't.

Now every time he went into paranoid pack-rat mode or a drinking binge she’d think back to the moment she missed. And like then she wasn’t listening to the warning.

They say love is blind. Love might be a little stupid, she thought.

Chapter 1: The Beginning

The first reported case of the virus was just another blip on the local news. It was reported as a simple case of assault. A man attacked another man outside of the Piggly Wiggly, viciously clawing and biting him as he was putting his cart in the return. The attacker was arrested and later transferred to a hospital for psychological evaluation.

Rosemarie and Georgiana didn’t really pay any attention to this report. They had more important things going on. Mainly, preparing for their finals. The best friends were working on finishing their junior year in Landscape Architecture. To say they were too exhausted to care about a brawl in a grocery store parking lot, would have been an understatement.

It wasn’t until a few days later that either of them noticed the series of attacks mounting up. Well, technically it wasn’t one of them, it was Georgina’s husband.

He read about the first attack with some interest. Immediately he started pestering Georgi about there being an outbreak. She ignored him as she usually did when he started spouting off his paranoid conspiracy theories.