<strong>June 1 (Day 10), 9:05 p.m. - Mall, Downtown New Angeles</strong><br/><br/>Willie watched and listened as others in the small group introduced themselves a bit. He was just grateful that these people were -talking-. He hadn't realized just how quiet and lonely it had been the past week, and he was just happy to be around living people again.<br/><br/>He watched and listened as Luna introduced herself. Damn, she was gorgeous, a cute oriental girl - far cuter than they looked like on TV. And she was a mechanic and an ex-gymnast? How hot was THAT? He did his best not to let his eyes linger on her body as he looked away - last thing he needed to do was freak anyone out. That was his brother's job, and his brother was dead.<br/><br/>Willie regarded the priest, Carl, for a moment, wondering how the man's faith could be so strong in the face of what was going on. Willie wasn't sure if this zombie stuff was all part of 'God's plan' and whatnot, and part of him was really keen on the idea of sitting down with God and asking him about it in person - just not for another 60 to 70 years. Then he wondered idly if God enjoyed video games - and if this event was just some sort of sick game to the big guy in the sky.<br/><br/>Willie then looked at the man who responded to him about the military presence. "I don't mean to sound contrary, but my farm was nowhere near a main-road, and the cordon they set-up was pretty thorough - tanks and copters, several platoons, and they weren't no National Guard - they were the real deal. Whatever's going on, they're set-up to not let anyone through. From what I've seen - I don't think they can afford to."<br/>