To his great disappointment, Ryan didn't find anything useful except for a handy pocket knife in one of the drawers. What he did find though - personal stuff. Pictures, writings about the family that used to live here. Even though he did not know if they were alive or not, he respected their privacy and left the findings alone. That is, until he found one on the kitchen floor, blood stained. It had the whole family on it, all five of them. Two little kids as well. They all looked very happy, completely unaware about the lifechanging catastrophe that was about to hit humanity. [i]"Life doesn't play fair..."[/i] he murmured to himself and shed a tear. He decided to put the picture in his bag, to keep their legacy alive, even though he didn't know anything about them. After that, he thought about his own family. Last time they spoke they just arrived to the safehouse without any problems. He hoped they don't worry too much about him and live peacefully. Deeming this house completely out of useful things, he carefully went out on the backdoor to check the nearby ones as well. He scouted them when he first got here - they were all free of those creatures, fortunately. Still, he kept his katana out and his pistol close, just in case. The house to the right was smaller than theirs, but was a lot more stuffed. Unfortunately, most of them was useless junk. He found a few still eatable tin cans in the fridge and that was it. He proceeded to the next one. To his biggest surprise, he found what was treasure to him inside - a computer! Although it looked old, it still had all of its wires in place and every part of it ready to use. Maybe he could program it to send a signal or try to contact fellow survivors, but first, he had to turn it on, which was impossible without electricity. He left disappointed, but hopeful that they will be able to get it back to work in the future. Being tired, he decided to give up on the search for today and head back to their "headquarters" and check on Takiko. Back in their temporary home, he was shocked to see that the man who had been unconscious this whole time, has waken up. His eyes were open and he was murmuring something to himself, while Takiko used her own jacket to cover him. Indeed, it was getting colder. Ryan approached silently, not wanting to shock the still unstable man and whispered a question into her ear: [i]"When did he wake up and how is he now?"[/i]