Author's pov
The group made a house in a clearing, big enough to have kids and take in people trying to survive The End. Constant earthquakes and zombie break ins were Blake's specialty, so he equipped the house with steel reinforcement and cement walls, covering the exteriors.
Lainie: Quit that pounding!
Blake: That's your head, moron.
Chance: Shut up you piece of bull-
Kylie: All of you shut up! And keep an eye out for Jayson!!!
All: Sh!
Kylie: (Muttering) Ok...
The group helped Blake, then Lainie had people pair off.
Lainie: Ok guys. Some of us will stay here to keep watch of the house. Some will go to the Doghouse and stock up on food and water, and other stuff like knives, matches, rope, etc. The Doghouse group will be Kylie, Dylan, Blaize, me, and Blake. Chance will stay here.
The Doghouse group left, leaving Chance to scout out the land.
