Apocalypse I

Baby

When I reached the top of the stairs there were only three doors. One marked powder room, the bathroom I assumed. One marked master, probably the parents room. And one marked nursery. Bingo. I crept over to the door. Slightly cracking it to look inside. No carriers from what I could see. I entered, still being cautious. I didn't hear anymore crying. I searched high and low but found nothing. I was about to leave, when I heard a muffled thump beneath the floor. More crying. I squatted down and put my ear to the ground. I heard light breathing and sniffles. I pulled out my knife and trace it over the cracks in the wood floor. Over one particular crack my knife fell in. Yes, there was a compartment. I used my knife to pry it open. When I did, there he was. The perfect little baby from the portrait. He was wrapped in a blanket with a bottle beside him and a note. "To whom it may concern, if you are reading this it means you found our baby. Hopefully you found him alive and well. Please take care of him. Downstairs in the den, there is a bag full of diapers, wipes, food, clothes, and a small portable baby bed. His name is Daniel. We got bit the first day of the outbreak. That is when we put him in here. First change him please. He is seven months old. Thank you so much. Sincerely, Morgan and Alexa Terrance." I stared at the letter for a few minutes. Then I looked down at the baby named Daniel. He smiled at me. I smiled back. "I will take care you." I told him. I suddenly found a sense of purpose. I couldn't feed myself to carriers... Not as long as I have Danny. I carried him down stairs to the den where I found the very large bag, filled with everything listed in the note. I changed his diaper, he had severe diaper rash but it was easy for me to clear up. I had taken a child development class in school so I knew exactly what to do. I then fed him. He had three bottles of formula. Then I put him to sleep. But, I started thinking. "WHAT DID I PROMISE!!!!!!!!!" Four hours ago I was suicidal, now I'm caring for an infant?! I can't even look out for myself. I had no other choice. I put the bag beside the cradle where Danny slept. Then I replaced the note and set a bottle beside the baby. Then I grabbed my few belongings, and I left the house, slowly walking down the road.