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Day 1,976

Mist rose up over the riverbanks and spilled onto the crowded road. People shivered in their sleep, hunched together inside their cars as if that would help them fend off the chill that seeped in through the air vents and barely open windows and stole what little warmth remained.

By dawn they would all be dead and their cars would be little more than rust and rubber. They were already starting rot around the edges, allowing more of the mist in and more of their heat out.

A few woke up with enough time to check their surroundings and start their cars. They drove up onto the paths and fled as fast as they could, leaving the sleeping to join the already dead. There was nothing else they could have done. 

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