It was as if everything hit slow motion when the announcements hit, and the group had formed pretty much without Braden. He felt distanced, out of it, and generally numbed by the amount of dead already piling up.
These were people he might have passed in the halls. Hell, he knew a couple. And they weren't breathing anymore. Who were they kidding? As they wrote away, planning, thinking about what to do, Braden worried that a group this big would have something go wrong, and quickyl. He paid attention haphazardly and didn't even hear the question posed to him.
Next thing he knew they were off, and that's when things sped up, fast-forward. He stumbled and lost sight of them in the marsh.
"Shit..." he murmured, "Where do I go?"
((Continued in Three Panel Soul))
Risen from the dead.