After the assembly concluded, everyone talked about the boy who had tobe carried out. They wanted to know who he was, what happened, and if hewas goin... to be OK. Toward the end of the day, word came around thatMark had been taken to the medical cabin, but that nothing seemed to bewrong.He joined us for dinner at the end of the day, but he looked tired andweak. He ate very little, and was escorted back to the cabin. By thetime the rest of us returned to our cabin, Mark was in bed. Let’s go”They walked over to his house, the one that his wife had told him she’d always wanted to live in. There she was, in the garden, clipping the lawn edge. It looked perfect. And she looked happy. As they watched, two older teenagers walked out and kissed their mother. “We’ll help with the decorating, but have to go to the Mall now”“Oh yes? And why would you be going there?” their mother – Maggie, George’s wife in the real world – said “Who are you meeting? Ohhhh, you are! Is it Duncan?. Go ahead.” I tried for nonchalant but my voice was shaking too, but with excitement. Her eyes went wide and I think she thought I was mad. I crossed my arms and leaned against the wall across from her and waited. She sat there for a moment thinking and then hesitantly started. “Zach’s been coming on to me.” she confessed and she couldn’t look me in the eye. It was better that way because I knew mine gleamed with rising lust at her words. I waited impatiently for her to continue. “Today. Soon it was dead, and the men were helping themselves to its blood and meat. Many vomited, so they had to eat more. The corpse attracted flies and soon 90% of it was inedible. Nobody spoke. Terrified, me and Andrew kept away from everyone. I grabbed a piece of slimy meat off its abdomen and offered it to Andrew.“You have to eat it.”“I’m not eating that shit. I’d die before I’d do that.”But hunger won, and the next day, me and Andrew ate the horse’s head. There was still no way out of the.