Jack sat inside a library moving around some of the cases to block windows and doors to make it more defensible so he could stay there. Books were strewn everywhere in the building and yet nothing seemed out of place. This is how it was now, chaos has become the norm for anyone still alive. Jack heaved the tall shelves from place to place, probably making quite a bit of noise, but didn't care. He had blocked all the first level entrances but the back door, which was rigged to make noise upon opening as a makeshift alarm. "Come on you giant useless hunk of wood, why are you so heavy!" He struggled to get the last shelf in place as it was half full of boosk to make it harder to knock over. "There." He stood back looking at its placement. *Crash* the window he blocked shattered as a few books fell out. "Whatever." He went back to the main counter located in the middle of the base floor and sat down to rest before going back to work.