The elevator opened in the corpse-strewn fake factory, far from the one that had taken them down to the lab. They looked around for Mike but found only the walkie-talkie handset discarded on the dusty floor. There was no sign of a struggle – the old man had simply vanished. The remaining four realized they would never know what had happened to him.
Escaping the madness that was Texas, the group found themselves just a few miles from the Arkansas state line. Getting across wasn’t going to be so easy. It looked as though the National Guard had been called into action and they had set up roadblocks, preventing anyone from entering from the Longhorn State.
“Looks like they’re trying to keep the virus contained to Texas only,” David said.
“What do we do now?” Danielle asked.
“I have an idea
