[b]11:30 P.M[/b]

Mark came staggering down the stairs with an arm load of firearms.
He maneuvered over to the living area and layed them down on the coffee table and spread them out.
Amos, James and Terrence strained to push the huge couch up to the front door.
All the windows were latched shut and the blinds and curtains pulled down all through the house, phone lights were shining about all through the building as everyone scurried about to complete their tasks.

Amos and the guys had finished with the front door and were now in the back part of the first floor, pushing chairs and other furniture up in front of the back door.

Makaya, Courtney, and Abby all gathered in the living area.
"Where's Haley and Hazel?"Abby asked.
"I think they are still downstairs.Locking up the basement door."Makaya said.
"It shouldn't take this long should it?"Abby asked worriedly.
"Hazel went down after candles and flashlights I know, I heard the old guy tell her to go look for some of both."Courtney said.
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Down in the basement, to the very back section, the door that lead outside was totally demolished.Broken and cracked up splinters and chunks of wood lay scattered all across the floor as far as ten feet away from the door.
Snow was being blown in and was collecting all across the floor.
A pair of large out of kilter barefoot footprints lead off into the dark and otherwise silent basement.The only sound being the low [i]whoosh[/i] that circulated throughout it's halls from the wind blowing in...