Everest stepped out of his house, his dark brown boots crunching the leaves as he shut the large mahoghany door behind him. He thought to himself, [i]I wonder if my family got out of this alive? And why didn't they wait for me?[/i] He checked his families two door garage and they had taken both vehicles. At least [i]"someone"[/i] had taken them. He was more worried about his sister than anyone else and he needed to find shelter quick. He knew at night these [url=http://imgur.com/fhepdK6]things[/url] got faster and much more aggressive.

[i]I won't last the night without help.[/i]

He debated whether or not he should just stay at his house and wait for his family or just really anyone to try to come in. But he didn't have the tools to board the doors or windows. So he decided to head into town to find anyone he possibly could. Armed with his survival blade he hoped he'd be able to replicate what he did in the zombie video games he so frequently played. So he slung his backpack over his shoulder and cautiously began his walk down the long driveway into the sunlit afternoon. Hoping he could find someone. Anyone. Thoughts of his sister still in the back of his mind.