Darrin stumbled backwards, dizzy with pain. Oh, god, oh god oh god, this could not be happening to him. He struggled under Jacob's weight, but he was scrawny and weak with starvation. Plus he'd been bitten. He sank down and closed his eyes. What was the point of fighting anymore? He was as good as dead. He was going to end up like Aaron, except dying in a car must have been mercifully quick. "He's infected. He bit me. He [i]bit[/i] me."  He looked to Mattie as if she'd know what to do, but all he did apart from that was mouth [i]shoot me.[/i]

Mattie couldn't stay here. She opened the front door, stepped out, closed it behind her. Sat on the porch and looked at the stars. There were so many now that there was no power...