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shoring up the security panels on all the windows and doors on the building. He sprayed graphite into all the door locks. He determined the back door was the Achilles heel in his security plan so he attached two three quarters inch pieces of plywood over the door, attaching them to the frame with six inch lag bolts.
         He replaced the bolts holding the security screens to the window frames with heavier and longer ones made of stainless steel. He did the same with the door screen and replaced the padlock with a new heavier one.
         He picked from one of the store shelves an emergency weather radio, installed some batteries and then sat down to eat some supper. He scanned the radio dial trying to find some music but soon realized there were only a couple of stations broadcasting and they were both broadcasting emergency alerts, one was in Baton Rouge and the other in Lafayette.
         He tuned to the station in Lafayette and heard an announcement from the government concerning the flu and vaccinations. The government, rather than urging citizens to receive the flu vaccine as had been the case in the past, was now demanding that all Americans be vaccinated. After a person was inoculated they would be given a photo ID with the date of their birth and the date of the vaccination.
         He switched to shortwave and there he learned that the situation nationwide was becoming worse with each passing day. There were long lines at all food distribution sites throughout the country and that there were serious shortages of food and freshwater, rioting was widespread as a result of these shortfalls.
         Fires continued to burn in every large city in spite of the rainfall. Bands of armed criminals emboldened by the lack of law enforcement were roaming the streets. There was chatter that the situation in the Lafayette area was quickly becoming dire as well.
         He turned the radio off and started locking down the store for the night, he triple checked each door and window before he was satisfied. Then he went into the gun safe and locked the steel door behind him.
         At about two a.m. he was awakened by what sounded like someone pounding at the front door. He grabbed his light and put the leather holster with the .45 around his waist and he carried the .410 revolver in his hand and placed the shotgun against the wall as backup.
         Cautiously he felt his way to the front of the store in the dark carefully avoiding obstacles in his path. About halfway there he stopped and hid behind one of the shelves.
    Through the glass he could see several individuals wandering aimlessly about and now and then one or two of them would stumble up to the security screen and bash their fists against it.
         He crawled on his belly out into the aisle to get a better view of what they were doing. Suddenly, they all turned in unison and faced the door and he could see their eyes glittering in the gloom.
    Then at once they ran at the door hitting the security screen with such force that the glass exploded inward. A gust of humid wind rushed into the building. He was shocked by the fury of their attack and ran behind the gun counter. He grabbed the shotgun and waited for the horde to come screaming inside, but after a moment he realized they had not broken through the screen.
         He peeked around the shelves and saw them looking in at him, he turned on his light and shined it into their faces and a guttural scream arose from among them and they backed quickly away from the door covering their faces with their hands.
         He backpedaled behind the gun counter and stood there, what was he going to do now? If they got in he would be trapped in the gun safe, would they leave the store in the morning? What if they did not leave but remained inside? He would quickly run out of food and water and he had not planned for this possibility.
          They attacked again and it was then he realized they were not