And not as in "aw, dammit, it's snowing."
I mean ACTUAL blood in the snow.
Yep, more dead people in the trees.
Not sure if they were Runners, proxies, or innocent bystanders, but Jesus it looked like a battlefield out there.
Not many people were out there braving the roads, even though it wasn't that much. In Texas even half an inch is enough to turn decent people in to terrified savages freaking right the fuck out and trashing the grocery store. And the corpses all over the place didn't make it any better. You'd think we spontaneously became the cast of 40 Days of Night the way people are acting out there.
When Matt and I were out we counted at least ten bodies as they were taken down. Matt's father called and told us to lock the doors and windows and be on the lookout for suspicious persons.
Pfft. That's new.
When we got home Sandra was watching it on the news. We asked if she thought He was trying to get back at her for humiliating Him, and she didn't think so. In her own words, "this shit isn't new. It's what He does, how the hell is anything as trivial as me getting pissed gonna change that?"
She is right, though. As much as some people want to believe Sandra can control Him, she can't. He's just bringing us all along for the ride in an attempt to figure out why she didn't flip the fuck out and start keeping journals full of Operator Symbols ten years ago. Does that mean He won't kill her eventually? I doubt it. As curious as He seems to be around us, she's simply a lab mouse to study. And maybe we'll figure out how to prevent such a thing, maybe it's inevitable. For now we're just trying to give advice to others and fight off whatever comes our way.
Jesus. Ten fucking people.
You can watch a person die everyday and still not get used to it.