Sustinence

The day dragged on. I studied, tried to focus on Physics, but capacitance just wasn't staying with me today. My glazed stare was suddenly broken by a text from Matt. "in walter lobby, get over here!!" I eagerly closed my textbook and ran up the stairs. Matt stood there, out of breath, but still in possession of it. "What happened?" I asked, concerned. "zombies. What else? Five of them, they didn't see me. But..." Dread filled the lobby. "But?"

"The guy in front of me..." and he stopped speaking, guilt making a nest in his throat. "Don't blame yourself. You couldn't have done anything about it." He nodded sadly, and we left for the Residence Halls. The twitches were unbearable. Every person rounding a corner, every flash of orange met with a surge of adrenaline and a raised blaster. This time, it turned out to be for nought: We got to the Superblock without a single sighting. Here we regrouped, and I saw a few friends, old and new, waiting for us in Centennial's dining hall. We ate, joked, got more food, drank Coke, and had a good time. My hand brushed my blaster mid-laugh, and suddenly the joke had fled.