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behind the second person who was knelt over the unconscious form and was facing away from the camera.  The body facing away from the camera slowly stood up and turned into view.  The woman’s face was covered in blood, like the other, but her mouth was opening and closing in what Zeke recognized as chewing.  The camera moved back to the victim on the road.  When the female moved to the side, the ghastly scene became clear. Zeke’s stomach turned when he realized the man wasn’t helping the victim on the ground, but was tearing flesh from the body with his teeth.  The blood running down his face and shirt wasn’t his own; it was from the body in the road.  When he stood up, pieces of flesh adhered to his mustache.  He followed the woman and they joined another defiled figure and began tearing at a squirming body laying supine on the asphalt surface. 
    The scene rendered Zeke as speechless as the rest of the group.  He was hypnotized by the carnage he was seeing.  As disturbing as it was, he couldn’t break his eyes free from the barbaric spectacle in front of him.
    When the initial shock of the sight subsided enough for Zeke to regain his senses, he focused on the commenter’s voice.
    “This scene from Los Angeles is being replayed in cities and towns all across the western United States,” she said.  “It began with this footage from security cameras in the Reno Airport late yesterday afternoon,” she added as the scene from the street was replaced by a black and white video of a woman lying on a bed in what appeared to be a first aid station. 
    Beside the woman, whose face was bloodied, two boys in a similar condition lay on two other beds. “This woman and the two boys apparently had seizures and died in the Reno Airport. About thirty minutes later, this occurred.”
    As the commentator spoke, the woman’s right hand began to move.  Then her chest began heaving as if she were trying to regain her breath.  Within seconds she sat up, looked around, and then pivoted her legs off the bed. At the same time, the door into the room opened and a female nurse entered, stopping when she came face to face with the patient, who was now on her feet.  The newcomer slowly backed out the doorway with a puzzled look on her face.  The woman from the bed lunged toward the door. 
    The scene cut to a new view from a camera in the adjoining room, showing a rear view of the woman backing out of the room.  She was suddenly tackled as the woman from the bed flew through the doorway, knocking her over and landing on top of her.  Attacking, the woman lowered her head to the nurse’s throat.  When the head came back up, a black and white geyser erupted from the nurse.  The blood spray covered the attacker as her face returned to the nurse’s neck.  A man suddenly entered another door into the room, probably drawn by the screams.  The woman from the bed rose upright, forgetting the nurse on the ground, as she pursued the fleeing man. 
    The picture switched to another camera showing a view within the terminal.  The woman from the bed pursued the man into the scene.  People fled in all directions at the appearance of the crazed, bloody woman.  Her attention was diverted from the man to a female traveler who stood frozen in terror. 
    The scene from the second room replayed as the woman from the bed pounced on the traveler, sending her rolling carryon bag skidding across the floor.  A man ran across the seating area of the terminal and attempted to pull the crazed woman off the person she was attacking. 
    But her focus could not be broken even as the man grabbed both arms from behind and wrenched her from the victim on the floor.   With a violent lunge forward, the attacker broke free of his grip and fell back on top of the traveler who was still on the floor.  The man lost his balance and reeled backward, sprawling onto the tile, momentarily leaving the victim without a defender. The attacker’s face dove for