"How long has it been since this all started?" Says Karen to herself followed up with the depression that always follows.

She looked around the room seeing everyone still here watching her as if she were in charge.
 Karen's profession had made learn how to take pressure when ever she'd been called to testify but she had never craved attention. In her personal life her family had often worried that her reclusive nature would cause her to a spinster.

She was actually thankful that Alexis came in and momentarily distracted attention from her.

She took time to catch her breath and rearrange her papers. She'd spent hours calculating the supplies she and her three horses would need. She had also written down a series of compass way points at river, road an rail road crossings.

She didn't want to go Alone but she knew she would if she had to.

How could she convince these people that it was time to give up all those modern convinces they seemed unable to do without. 

Cars, Trucks, RVs, Boats unless they were sail and Air Planes. Electric lights would become scarce as the manufacturing of bulbs struggled to catch up.
Weapon technology would suffer due to the loss of critical skills in manufacturing gun powder, battles would be fought on horse with steel an bow.

Goddess she hated her ability to project probability as she saw a future where the Warlords ruled an democracy was cast aside like a dirty rag.

She felt herself once more drifting on the memories of her past as she sought escape from the future.

[B][U]A Year and a Half ago.....[/U][/B]

[B]"Sometime I wonder if I'm not simply delaying the inevitable after all we're all already Infected by the Pathogen."[/B] says Doctor Shepard as he and Karen observe one of the reanimated be exposed to extreme cold.

Karen feels a shiver pass through her body as she takes notes on their observations so far but it isn't the cold that makes her shake but the abomination before her.. She knows that to understand what they are dealing with they must conduct experiments but she still wishes they would just go ahead a drill it's head.

"God I miss the days when I was a corner and the dead stayed dead" she thinks as the pen in her left hand flies across the page.

[B]"Sergeant Ruckford when ever you feel you're ready"[/B] says Doctor Shepard into a mic.

On the other side of the glass a soldier clad in a suit similar to those used to train attack dogs but reinforced with wire mesh enters the room with the tethered subject. The effect is apparent but slow to happen, much slower than the subject went after private Kerns at ambient temperature 71 f.

Karen couldn't help but wince when she looked at the walker as some called them, he had wires coming out of his body that were plugged into a bevy of different monitors in a belt secured to his waist.
She saw this as disrespect for the dead but was he truly dead after all he could move.