Murray was worried. He drifted over to the radio station and tried Houston again.
He had listened to news of the outbreak as they flew high above the world, watched with growing horror the news reports as entire communities were overrun, only to rise and join the walking dead.
Three days ago Houston went silent, no warning, just static.
Although losing their main source of contact was worrying it did not compare to the problem he had onboard.
Murray kicked himself. How had he not noticed Daves deteriorating condition?
He heard Dave moan and bang against the stations thin wall.