The Universe's Mixer

There were very strange reports coming in over the wire. Things that Jennifer had never heard about before. There was a low sense of panic rising through the city. But it was different than it had been when everybody had been dying. It was more frenzied. People were talking about bunkers and gun stashes. Stocking up on supplies. Like it was the end of the world or something.

She had a new sheet of paper on her desk every thirty minutes with new details. Things that confused her and scared her. She'd seen a lot in her life, and a lot since arriving in this strange place, but this was something that she just couldn't process right.

Her first thought was to check on Jake. It was irrational, she knew, but she was already feeling a kinship to him. She didn't want him to be hurt. So her plan was going home on her lunch break to tell him not to go outside or answer the door, and then return to work. Part of her felt stupid telling a cat to not answer the door. But he was so polite.

There hadn't been many pictures yet, but of the ones she'd seen... well, she didn't want Jake to end up like that.

Jennifer was rushing through the hallway to her door when she bumped into a man. She'd not met any of her neighbors yet, but she figured that the way he was casually strolling with keys in his hand meant that he was one of them.

"Sorry." She said sheepishly.