Nowhere is safe. Take this street, before the outbreak the snow clumped together like fluffy white clouds, no cracks or potholes in the road, the sidewalk smooth. The avenue a haven for life. The building now rubble, one of the first to go. Cars nothing more than burnt out rust pits. The air no longer crisp and fresh, reflecting the death and destruction. Decay from the fallout spread with death. A lesson in history should have been a warning. The elite blinded by greed; it won’t happen to them. Their streets fell as victims like the rest. Zombies the perfect equal opportunist ever created.