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I stepped through the broken glass of the front door of my store, and
flicked on a flashlight. I wasnt sure what I was looking for, but here I
was, looking anyway ....
The place was a wreck, whether from looting or an outbreak, I wasn't
sure. Still, I had nothing else to do with myself but try and see what I
could find here.
I had managed to sleep through the apocalypse. Now, I had to somehow
stay alive until order was restored....
The best I could learn, the outbreak only had affected men. They went
bath-salt crazy until their hearts would burst from the exertion.
I managed to miss out on the fun because although I am male, I had been
in transition to womanhood, and apparently it had been enough to save
me, although I went into a brief coma for a couple of days or so. Even
so, I must have had a super-dedicated nurse who kept me going once the
power went down. In fact , she had taken me to what I assume was her
home, and she was there when I woke up to fill me in on the bare bones
of what had happened.
Too bad she went out for supplies and never came back, or I could have
thanked her...
Shaking my head clear of the memory, I continued my search of my store,
looking for whatever supplies I could find. I decided to check
upstairs, remembering all the days I had climbed those stairs to put my
stuff away before work.
It was clear there had been an outbreak up here. Things were a mess, and
there was blood on some of the walls. Rather ironically, someone had
left a bloody handprint on the sign that said how many days since the
last injury-accident ...
A quick look through the staff room let me know there wasn"t likely to
be anything to salvage here, so I went back downstairs to finish
checking out the store proper. I paid special attention to the pharmacy,
the canned goods aisle, and just in case, sporting goods for weapons,
and I got enough supplies to load up a small backpack before I headed
for the broken door.
I heard someone else come in before I could get there, so I dodged
behind a shelf and tried to stay out of sight. I hadn't seen a lot of
survivors, but everything I had learned from zombie films told me that
just because whoever it was wasn't infected didn't mean they weren't
dangerous ...
Unfortunately, I hit the shelf when I tried to hide behind it, and a
pile of plastic cups fell off.
I heard a shotgun cock, and decided I better try diplomacy.
"Please dont shoot, I'm not armed," I shouted.
"Then come out where I can see you."
I stood up and came around the corner with my hands in the air.
"See, not armed."
She looked closely at me, and I cursed the fact I hadn't bothered to
shave since I had woken up ...
"Who are you?" she asked of me nervously as she pointed the shotgun at
me.
"My name is Dorothy, what's yours?"
"Chloe. You're .... a girl?"
"Kinda, yeah. Its ... complicated."
"I think you better come with me."
I shrugged, and kept my hands up as I stepped over the broken glass of
the door, and out onto the street.
A couple of blocks walking later, I found myself looking at a what I
think was once a sorority house. My captor had me kneel down while she
knocked on the door in some kind of code, and soon another woman had
opened the door and I was ushered in.
There seemed to be about fiveteen to twenty women inside, of varying
ages from children to grandmothers. One of the "grandmothers" came up to
me, and asked for my name.
"Dorothy."
She raised an eyebrow, and then said to the others, "All right. Sandra,
Jessica, stay here with our ... guest. The rest of you have work to do."
Slowly, the group cleared out, and I was left with just the older woman,
a middle-aged woman, and the young woman who had escorted me here.
"My name is Abigail. Let's go to the kitchen. Would you like some tea?"
"Sure, its getting pretty cold out there," I said.
We went into a large communal kitchen, and I sat down while Abigail went
to make me some tea. Once we all had our teas, she sighed, and said,
"Okay ... Dorothy. Why don't you tell us your story?"
"I ... am transgender. I was transitioning when all the craziness
started. I'm not sure, but I think the hormone treatments I was taking
saved me from going nuts like all the guys did. So what about you guys?
How come you have power?"
Abigail said, "My husband had a portable generator. And they're working
on the grid, hopefully its back online within days."
"I wondered if civilization was gonna make a comeback. That mean anybody
has hope for a future?"
"Only time can tell. There are sperm banks, so women could become
pregnant, and if this ... plague has really passed the children would
grow up normally."
"Sounds good. So what else can I tell you about me so you can pass a
verdict?"
Abigail smiled, and said, "Can you pull your weight?"
I smiled back, and said, "I can sure try."
And so I joined their group, and we survived, thrived, and prepared for
a better tomorrow.
Together.
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