Dead Days

Chapter 1

I rolled out of my bed, making my way to the kitchen, the padding of my feet was all you could really hear. I 'made' some breakfast before going into the living room. Laid out on the coffee table was a map, a building on it circled. 

I set my can to the side as I did my best to memorize the path, I haven't gone out in a while, let alone by myself, so I'm hoping I don't get lost in the rather large city. 

I quickly finished my small can of peaches, putting the empty can in the kitchen sink before making my way back to my room. I grabbed a pair of jean pants off of the floor, trying not to be picky about how dirty they have become. I quickly hurried the get changed, finishing off the look with a jacket I had stolen from my dad a long time ago. 

I rummaged through my closet, trying to find a duffle bag I could have sworn was in here. Once I found it, I set it to the side to check my backpack. I put some small food and water in it. I picked up my bags and a fireman's ax I had found weeks ago before making my way to the front door. 

The front door just had a simple barricade on it; a kitchen chair under the knob. What? I was six stories up, I doubt anyone would come up this high. 

I removed the chair and went out, the first thing catching my eye was an open door. I could have sworn that door was closed last time I came out here. 

I slowly made my way to it and in, wary of what could be inside. The people here looked like they were hiding out too. At least for a while. There were empty cans pretty much everywhere, two sleeping areas were made up on the living room floor, one of them was obviously for a child as it was much smaller than the other one. 

I decided to look around, see what I could find. All of the food was gone, and there was one water bottle left in the unworking fridge. I decided that was better than nothing and added it to the other one in my backpack. 

I decided to do a quick look in the bedrooms, finding a small handgun and some ammo in the parent's nightstand. I added them to my bag, deciding against using them as I didn't know how. 

We might be in Texas, but not everyone will know how to use a gun.