video } from Images May Disturb You, the Blog of Georgia Mason, Entry #1

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[Georgia sits on her throne, cutting an imposing figure in her black and white clothes, dark sunglasses hiding most of her face. She doesn't smile. She so rarely does.]

Greetings. I'm Georgia Mason, Editor-in-Chief of the After the End Times news organization and your current acting God of Communication and Technology.

[That she manages to say that without grimacing should qualify as an act of god itself. She still has some difficulty with the concept of gods being a thing at all, let alone her being one of them.]

[Shaun leans into camera range.]

And we'd love to ask you all to stop by and say hey, but we're both pretty sure that would be a terrible idea, so we locked the door from the inside.

[He offers a thumbs-up.]

[Georgia gestures to him because he's a moron who didn't introduce himself.] Shaun Mason. My dumbass brother.

[Then she straightens. Exposition time.]

Our world is overrun by a disease known as "Kellis-Amberlee." It's extremely contagious and, among other things, causes those who have it to come back from the dead hungry for human flesh.

And until we know we won't pass it along to everyone else and create a whole hell of a lot of really interesting havoc among people whose immune systems just give up and turn them into zombies, we figured it was best to keep to ourselves for a while.

George never lets me have any fun.

[She shoves his arm. Pretty hard.]

If anyone here has any experience with virology, we'd love to discuss solutions. Until then, we'll be contactable by text or email, and working on setting up a local news network. Thank you for your time.

Hopefully we'll see you around. If not, maybe we could get someone to start shoving food under the door or something. When food shows up.