"No service, remember?"Mark said blankly.

"That means somebody has to make it to Deadhorse."James said aloud.
"It can't be done, boy.Not with what you've got for vehicles."Amos said becoming irritated at having to repeat himself.

"How did you get here?"Terrence asked, sitting nearby to Haley who was still sitting shakily on the couch.
"On foot."Amos replied.
"I don't buy that."James immediately responded.
"Buy it."Amos retorted, staring James down,"I had set up camp about two miles north of here.It also wasn't storming when I made my way here."

"I think we should do what he says,"Makaya stated,"we should go upstairs and wait until morning."
"That's still hours away."James said frustrated.
"Yeah, how do we know it won't get to us?"Courtney demanded in a frantic tone.

"T-The attic,"Mark said,"it has only one way in from inside the house and a hatch that leads up on the roof.There's a ladder on the roof to help us get down s-safely."
"I agree with Amos and Makaya, and Mark,"Abby said,"we need to hole up until morning.We can go get the police if the storm subsides."

Amos nodded and said,"Trust me, I've waited it out before.We're not safe down here, there are too many ways for it to get into the first floor area.The attic is our best bet.The Tartok isn't a patient creature.Eventually it's going to break down one of these doors or jump through one of these windows and then we're in trouble."

"We need to arm ourselves first, everybody grab a gun."James said aloud.

Mark and James reached over to the table and grabbed a gun.
Mark grabbed the thirty-thirty lever action and James grabbed the pump shotgun.
Haley and Courtney both grabbed one of the twenty two pistols.