right. Some of the other men also raised their weapons, copying Zeb and the boys. “You will remove all of your clothes. No exceptions. This is for your safety and ours. Anyone who runs will be shot. Anyone who refuses to strip will not remain inside these gates,” he nodded to Zeb. “Any infected persons will be safely quarantined. You will not be harmed.”
Out of the eighty new arrivals, four were found to be in the early stages of infection and were quarantined without incident.
“How are we going to feed all these people?” Zeb asked Jackie.
“I don’t know. But we better think of something fast,” Jackie said.
CHAPTER 18: October 16, 11:35 a.m.
The loudmouth jokester at the fence turned out to be Frank from Portland, who had been down to see some family in the San Francisco bay area when everything hit. He knew his way around a tool box and quickly took charge of removing the lights from the tower in a safe and non-damaging manner.
“Put the hammer down . Step away from the hammer.” Frank grabbed the head of the hammer just as a member of team #2 on the tower was about to give the now mangled light casing another whack to free it from its mounting. The guy holding the other end looked at Frank in surprise. Frank took the hammer and replaced it with a ½ inch ratchet.
“The next guy hits a light with a hammer is spending the night outside. You! You’re in charge up there ,” Jackie boomed from below. “Do what he tells you. What’s your name?”
“Frank , from Portland.”
“Ok ay then, Frank from Portland, make sure those lights get down here undamaged. I don’t see any replacements lying about. Do you?”
“Aye , Captain,” Frank saluted.
“I didn’t hit the light. It was the bracket holding it.” The hammer wielder defended himself in a polished voice.
“What did you do before the infection?” Jackie asked.
“I was Vice President of Advertising at Hertzog, Francis,” he replied proudly.
“And you ?” Jackie pointed at the long haired greasy kid beside him. “What did you do?”
“ Me?” The greasy kid tried to shrink away unnoticed. “I delivered Pizza and Chinese food.”
“We need both of you down here ,” Jackie diplomatically relieved them of their duties.
“Get up there and make sure nothing else gets broken,” Jackie said to Sven. Sven ascended the tower to replace those two. Frank had pretty much taken care of business by the time Sven arrived topside.
The teams , led by Frank and now Sven, mounted the new lights on top of the control tower, five stories from the ground, next to the other flood lights mounted there. Additionally, the guardhouse was the home of two powerful search lights that gave a directed beam of light and were housed on rolling carts that swiveled. These were tied securely and lowered down from the guard tower with ropes to avoid going inside in case any infected were hiding inside, waiting for full darkness.
All of these lights were re-mounted and the search lights installed on the catwalk encircling the top of the tower , shortly after noon.
“Hey, there’s people inside the guardhouse,” Frank called to Sven.
“You mean like infected?” Sven said.
“No, they look alive to me.”
CHAPTER 19: October 16, 1 p.m.
“For I declare to you, brothers, that flesh and blood cannot inherit the kingdom of God, nor does the perishable inherit the imperishable. Listen, I tell you a mystery: We will not all sleep, but we will all be changed— in a flash, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, the dead will be raised imperishable, and we will be changed. For the perishable must clothe itself with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality. When the perishable has been clothed with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality, then the saying that is written will come true: "Death has been swallowed up in victory. "Where, O death, is your victory? Where, O death, is your
Out of the eighty new arrivals, four were found to be in the early stages of infection and were quarantined without incident.
“How are we going to feed all these people?” Zeb asked Jackie.
“I don’t know. But we better think of something fast,” Jackie said.
CHAPTER 18: October 16, 11:35 a.m.
The loudmouth jokester at the fence turned out to be Frank from Portland, who had been down to see some family in the San Francisco bay area when everything hit. He knew his way around a tool box and quickly took charge of removing the lights from the tower in a safe and non-damaging manner.
“Put the hammer down . Step away from the hammer.” Frank grabbed the head of the hammer just as a member of team #2 on the tower was about to give the now mangled light casing another whack to free it from its mounting. The guy holding the other end looked at Frank in surprise. Frank took the hammer and replaced it with a ½ inch ratchet.
“The next guy hits a light with a hammer is spending the night outside. You! You’re in charge up there ,” Jackie boomed from below. “Do what he tells you. What’s your name?”
“Frank , from Portland.”
“Ok ay then, Frank from Portland, make sure those lights get down here undamaged. I don’t see any replacements lying about. Do you?”
“Aye , Captain,” Frank saluted.
“I didn’t hit the light. It was the bracket holding it.” The hammer wielder defended himself in a polished voice.
“What did you do before the infection?” Jackie asked.
“I was Vice President of Advertising at Hertzog, Francis,” he replied proudly.
“And you ?” Jackie pointed at the long haired greasy kid beside him. “What did you do?”
“ Me?” The greasy kid tried to shrink away unnoticed. “I delivered Pizza and Chinese food.”
“We need both of you down here ,” Jackie diplomatically relieved them of their duties.
“Get up there and make sure nothing else gets broken,” Jackie said to Sven. Sven ascended the tower to replace those two. Frank had pretty much taken care of business by the time Sven arrived topside.
The teams , led by Frank and now Sven, mounted the new lights on top of the control tower, five stories from the ground, next to the other flood lights mounted there. Additionally, the guardhouse was the home of two powerful search lights that gave a directed beam of light and were housed on rolling carts that swiveled. These were tied securely and lowered down from the guard tower with ropes to avoid going inside in case any infected were hiding inside, waiting for full darkness.
All of these lights were re-mounted and the search lights installed on the catwalk encircling the top of the tower , shortly after noon.
“Hey, there’s people inside the guardhouse,” Frank called to Sven.
“You mean like infected?” Sven said.
“No, they look alive to me.”
CHAPTER 19: October 16, 1 p.m.
“For I declare to you, brothers, that flesh and blood cannot inherit the kingdom of God, nor does the perishable inherit the imperishable. Listen, I tell you a mystery: We will not all sleep, but we will all be changed— in a flash, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, the dead will be raised imperishable, and we will be changed. For the perishable must clothe itself with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality. When the perishable has been clothed with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality, then the saying that is written will come true: "Death has been swallowed up in victory. "Where, O death, is your victory? Where, O death, is your
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