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Tina bored opened a few of the larger 10x30s and was happy to find that one was the storage of someone who must work in the concrete business because of their supplies and equipment including gas powered saws an drills as well as pneumatic. 

Her next find that tickled her inventor's fancy was obviously one belonging to a plumber and meant she could build another fuel plant and maybe even a still. She knew the fuel would be useful but in a survival barter culture liquor was a powerful commodity.

The next belonged to a youth sports group because it held football and baseball gear. Then jackpot!

They'd been selling energy bars to raise money and they had six flavors and nearly a full pallet.

Tina giggled with glee as she sat in a folding chair munching on a Blueberry smash energy bar. She'd at least have food even if it were just energy bars. Add to this the vitamins from the health supplement store and she could keep going for perhaps a year. 

~Well things are looking up if you can call this looking up~ she thought as she made a wish list of things she'd love to find in the storage units.

Then it was while dreaming of treasure surrounding her that she remembered something she'd seen through the camera if the drone; a motocross shop. If she could get in there she could get a suit or two of full body armor and add a full helmet with heavy gloves and she could move openly without fear of encountering the dead as long as they couldn't crowd her.

Her reverie was broken by the warning beep of her drone letting her know it was about to return. So she headed over to the landing zone an flicked on the remote's screen so she could make sure the re entry was done without observation.