Kara glanced across the pavilion as they moved along the walkway. The sun was low in the sky. The area was still deserted and the car that was being loaded earlier had gone. Must have been in a hurry given the tread marks left behind. The shadow of her own apartment partially covered the building on the other side of the pavilion. In the shade, she could see a handful of lights diffused through curtains.
She figured other people were staying inside to avoid the infection, to cope with changes or were oblivious to the whole thing. The only indication of life outside of those sparse lights was an occasional car zipping by on the nearby road. She could also see a plane high in the stratosphere. She wondered if anyone on board had been infected.
“Where are we going anyway?” Henry asked, catching her mid-thought.
“Huh... Oh...” She stuttered. “Twenty-three.”
“So this guy grew an extra leg?” He asked.
She nodded, offering a brief recap of what had transpired.
A muffled chime rang somewhere inside as she pressed the doorbell. They could hear shuffling, but no response otherwise.
“Frank?” She asked, tapping the door with her knuckle, “It’s Kara... I wanted to see how you were doing.”
“You should go away.” He replied, with concern in his voice.
“Did something happen?” She asked.
“I... I changed again...” He hesitated. “I don’t want it to happen to you too.”
Kara rolled her eyes. She was tempted to make a comment about men being too horny for their own good, but she was a hypocrite in that regard. For all she knew, he may have experienced the same unexpected arousal that she dealt with earlier.
“I’m sure I’ll be fine.” She began. “Can I come in?...”