The Irony is Not Lost on Me

Not that I wasn't glad to see Brien alive--I was. We couldn't hug him until after his mandatory quarantine in the animal health care building, but once Arrayah approved of him, we celebrated. So yes, I appreciate that there is one more soul saved, one more pair of hands to work, one more mind with which to collaborate. I like Brien. And I really like his cat, Yin.

But those advantages aside, he wasn't the one I was hoping for when Cory announced he'd found someone along the shore at Owen Beach. Where is Jared?

I'd like to point out that the survivors in this post-zombie-plague existence consist of a bunch of gay guys and one straight girl. The universe has a damn twisted sense of humor.