Zombies.

[ the voice on the other end of the line sounds utterly exhausted. there's a click that can only be the saftey on a gun, then the sound of a zipper. ]

And I can't even say that's the strangest thing that's happened to me this week.

[ and if his tone is bitter, he isn't acknowledging it. ]

I'd come up with some inspirational speech about banding together, but that's not my area of expertise. So, who here isn't totally useless when it comes to weaponry? Show of hands?