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In case you come looking for us, we've gone to Harpers Ferry. We thought we could make a go at it here since the land was still producing and you know how much your mother is into canning, but it's just not safe anymore.
We had a fog of some sort roll in from the north. That's when the vines started showing up, and the critters around here started to really change. It wasn't until those vines pushed through into the house that we knew we had to leave.
We hope you're safe, son. And if you find this message, come to Harpers Ferry. Times like these, we need safety in numbers.