[b]Jacob/Ben/Sam - Farm[/b]

Jacob slammed his fist on the table, holding back a couple of tears. "What the hell is wrong with you? Don't you care about us?" He said, walking out of the farm house. He hadn't noticed the Militia at first, due to him paying only real attention to the Barn, but he always kept his Remington on hand. He stood against the Barn doors for a couple second, kicked a rock, and screamed out. Then he opened the door, was inside for a bit, and came back out with Sam at his side. They had walked and talked for a while, about 'what would happen if they left the farm' or 'if they died.' Sam was always a curious boy. They walked inside the house finally, locked it up, and sat down in the dinner room.

Ben was actually already began cooking. It was rabbit stew, actually. It was potatoes, rabbit meat(of course), and a many assortment of other vegetables. Inside was also a bunch of tomato juice. He stirred away, the smell left the house, and it boiled. He sat back down as he waited for the meal to get done cooking and he took his whiskey out again, drinking away. It was actually quite noticeable that he was drinking, due to the stains in his beard, and his flushed face. "So I was looking out the window one day and I saw some guys out in the woods!" Sam said, sounding quite happy about people who weren't mindless or would try to bite you. "When was this?" Jacob said, since Ben was obviously not even going to bother to ask. "Three days ago, they were looking at the farm then went away." Jacob grew a bit suspicious, but he wasn't aware of the oncoming storm about to be unleashed at the farm. He was cautious however, so he wouldn't be caught too unprepared.