Do you remember the exact place, time, and what you were feeling when something drastic happened in your life or worldwide, like your first kiss or when the Twin Towers in New York went down?
Flashbulb memories. That's what they're called. According to the encyclopedia, a flashbulb memory is defined as a "highly detailed, exceptionally vivid 'snapshot' of the moment and circumstances in which a piece of surprising and consequential… news [is] heard."
Call it what you want, but everyone on this desolate rock of a planet has a very clear picture of what they were doing when the world went to hell... including me. I can't tell you how it works or even where this plague first started, but I can walk you through my encounter with it.
So this is my story and the story of others in my life when the dead started walking.