They are your parents, your uncles and aunts, your grandparents. Your godfather, your neighbors, your parents’ friends from college you’ve known all your life. Your teachers, the bus driver who took you to school everyday for the last year, the supervisor always looking over your shoulder during free period. The cashier at the nearby deli, the postman you bumped into every other morning, the police officers patrolling your neighborhood.
Now they are everywhere, countless, all wandering around with drawling growls and empty eyes. Each one relentlessly seeks a living thing to feed its hunger. And though you recognize them, they don’t see you as anything but fresh flesh.