Crazy, I thought, to go out looking for this DataComm when everybody's dead. Just the merest step inside one of the houses proved that.
But they wouldn't listen to me. Those who would respectfully fall silent when I spoke now ride over my words as if I weren't there.
All because of that stupid incident with the sick one. He must have taken longer to die. I couldn't have anticipated that. He just seemed hungry to me.
It's enough to gall a man.