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Compass. Check

Flashlight with extra batteries. Check

Household first-aid med pack. Check

Toilet paper, towel, and extra clothing. Check

A knife and fire tools. Check

Three days worth of foods and 3 bottles of water. Check

Standing in the kitchen, Lee constantly checking his stuff that he should bring before leaving his grandfather’s house to go hiking with Samson and others. The trip would be about a day or so, Samson said in his message. And Lee had agreed to join, after asking for permission from his grandfather and finishing the next week theory in grammar. The journey would be about trying to find someone, a friend of someone, Lee believes so. But just to avoid missing the whole context, Lee takes out his phones and scroll down to find the text that Samson sends him yesterday.

[b][center][quote][b]From:[/b] [color=DC143C]SAMSON (the African American guy that inviting me to the lumber mill before the killer incident happen)[/color]
[code]You want to join us in finding Cindy Keagan? She is the cousin of Britney. Are you in?[/code]
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Lee nodded before placing his backpack on the porch and going up on the second floor. The stairs creating these noise as Lee stepped on it, signaling its undeniably weak state. There is no need for Lee to say to his grandfather as his grandfather would not care anyway. But from Chinese, there is a thing that called as “rank" in the family. And the duty of the children is to obey and caring for the older. And Lee is just doing his duty. 

Opening the door and letting the elder smell to go away for a moment, Lee walk in to see his grandfather. Lee's grandfather, as Lee believed, is called as Yieu Wu. And he used to be a carpenter. But apart from that, Lee knew nothing about him. Yieu Wu is a small man, quite dark for an Asian. And the most notable traits of him would probably be his long and white eyebrows that touched his chin. Other characteristics probably are uncontrolled shaking, red bloated eyes, and breath that is so light people would mistakenly him as dead. But even in his sleep, his cracked lips still constantly open and close, making it seems as he tries to convey something special but unable to. His Adam's apple constantly moves up and down on that small and thin neck, trying its best to not kill him with his spit. Besides him is a bucket of spits, urine, and excrete mixed together. Their smells were horrible, almost toxic to the nose and a nightmare to seen in the first place. Just to think that Lee was almost puked directly into that bucket when he first sees was horrible enough. Thanks to his blessing from his dear mother, Lee actually live through the whole process and grow a high tolerance toward these things. Afterall, he is the one that cleaning that bucket. 

Replace the already filthy bucket with a new one; Lee takes the thing down to the floor before spending his half an hour to scrub and sterilized the whole thing twice. After cleaning the thing and put it nearby his grandfather, Lee slowly takes out his grandfather clothes to clean his body with a wet piece of cloth, forcing him to eat as he wakes up, gives him pills, and calling the neighbor so they could give an eye on him. Before his grandfather could fall into another slumber, Lee bowed to him. The smell of the wooden floor with unclear smell comes straight to his nose, but Lee could not care as he said loudly to his grandfather. The native tongues, an ancient language that started somewhere outside of the US, echoed in the wooden house of the two. And suddenly, the pressure coming out from the man above Lee, like a father about to yell the son. His right eyebrows raised, right pinkies move a little bit as if he allowed Lee to talk. A voice coming from the crackling lips, merely a word “Shi" to show his approval. 

[color=FFD700]“爷爷，我已经买了药，准备了食物。你只需要加热食物。我也曾要求邻居盯着你，所以不要担心，如果有什么事情发生的话。谢谢，让我留在这里。所以我希望你能让我和我的朋友出去玩一两天。当然，如果发生什么事，我会承担全部责任。
” [/color](Grandpa, I had bought the medicines and prepared the food. You just need heating the food up. I had also asked the neighbor to keep their eyes on you, so don't worry if anything happens. Thank you, for keeping me here. So I hope you would allow me to go out with my friend for a day or two. Of course, I will take all the responsibility if anything happens.)

Another “Shi" came out from the man. And there was nothing. No sound being created as Lee left the room. No sound can be heard when he stepped on the old staircase. No sound. Just like the silence that the house used to be before Lee came. Nothing. No love. Just respect from the lower to the higher. 

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It took Lee awhile before he reaches the fence lines, seeing Samson and those that Lee did not know waiting for other. There were too many people it seems, Lee thinks to himself as he pulled the black cap down to cover half of his face from others. It is going to be fine, Lee thinks as he slowly approached the group. He hoped.