Well...sort of, I guess. One guy was trying to start a militia but he's, uh.

[Eaten by a God.]

He's dead.

There are a number of us that do patrols and carry guns. And there's the barricades, if you saw those.

[There was one near the hall so probably. Wood and rocks and various junk piled up across a street like sand bags to dam a river.]

But there's not been any official defense force or chain of command.