The countdown ended 5

It had been three days since I left the saftey of my stone tower and picked up three new mouths to feed. After the night of the fire, we raced down to where my truck had been parked and hit the road. As we drove the girl told me how others where they were hidding had started to turn on each other killing anyone who didn't agree with the majority rule, it was the small and shy boy that filled me in on what they had tried to turn to as a food alternative. Hearing him convey that the idea of eating those who were killed when the food ran low was sickening. That's why hector had gotten his sister and brother out of there, they never told anyone in the abandoned grocery store about me, i was some how their secret and their dream of escape.

I pulled into the nieghborhood that I had spent most of my life in, hoping praying that my parents had gotten out and left me a sign, or that if they hadn't that somehow they were still alive. My prayers were not answered the devistation that was layed out before our eyes was pure terror. Bodies lined the street, the smell of rot and decay was thick enough that you could taste it. I parked the truck and approached my home. The front door was bashed in the house looked like total chaos had spent the night. Blood was smeared on the walls, body parts covered the floor, spent rounds from hand guns and shotguns decorated everything. Tears started to well up in my eyes as i entered the back bedroom, my parents room the one place i used to feel safe in no matter what the world had thrown at me. Opening the doot slowly i peaked in and there sitting on top of a made bed was a single piece of paper. Upon it read only two words "Lake House"..... I cried they had gotten out and there was still a chance they were alive.

I raided what i could from our garage and a few of the houses near by, luckily we didn't run into anything. it wasnt much but its better then nothing.