|Wednesday, November 21, 2007|
|Panel 1: Marie, huddled into a sweater, emerges into the Davies quadrangle, which is littered with fallen leaves. There is no one around.|
Caption: 14 days later...
Panel 2: Marie enters the Davies dining hall. It too is empty.
Panel 3: In the otherwise empty foyer, Marie stands near the bulletin board as Casey walks by, whistling.
Panel 4: Casey sits on a couch in the common room, reading a newspaper. Marie looms over him, her arms crossed.
Marie: Don't tell me...let me guess: you're the only person at Davies who didn't catch it.
Casey [smiling]: Catch what?
Alt-Text: The zombies will probably be turning up eventually, but at the moment, they've all got the flu.