On the next day, the team of four survivors waked up, one by one. The first one was the Leader, then was Raoul who woke up thirty minutes later. He didn''t check the clock to see the time, but, by judging the time outside light is about to appear, Raoul can say it is early in the morning, which is right, it is hour six.


    "Good morning…" says the Leader seeing Raoul entering the kitchen, dressed in a T-shirt and a pair of pants he was given by the Owner of the house who put it on the bed for them.


    "Raoul." says Raoul. "I believe we did not properly introduce each other."


    "Raoul, right? And you are right." says the Owner, and he hands him a candy bar he took from the shelf when Raoul entered the room. "My name is Jon."


    "Nice to meet you, Jon. But um… What do you plant a bomb here?"


    "Well… For two reasons." he sat on the chair on his table, and he looks at Raoul who is starting to wrap the candy bar. "The first reason is the DEADS who can come here at any time, and the other one… It is personal, alright?"


    "I understand." says Raoul to Jon, and he sits on the other chair, he looks all around the kitchen. "Thanks for helping us and letting to stay here."


    "Don''t worry, about it." says Jon. "You two showed courage and will to fight at the Hospital. You two are truly able to live longer on this new world."


    "You think we will ever be able to come back to the way we were?"


    "Not sure about this. Hope we can. I don''t want to see an infection like this becoming a normal infection like Coronavirus. This disease has destroyed my life."


    "It has destroyed many lives and made a lot of victims, killing them slowly."


    "Looks we both were gone through sad times."


    They look at each other. Both of them are taking a sigh, then they shake their head in approval. Raoul is looking at a wall which displays a few pictures with the owner of this house, with two kids all around him. Raoul thought these kids are his, or probably his grandfather.


    "Those were my son kids… They both died long before this apocalypse begun."


    "…I''m sorry." says Raoul to the owner of the Raoul, and he can feel the loss of someone important from his life because yesterday he experienced the death of his dear parents. "I-I also lost some important people."


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    "Parents, right? Your brother has felt angry when he was watching his parents being eaten by these creatures. He took a gun from an officer, and he shoot the things until the clip was empty. This man… Is lost."


    "How do you know?"


    "Those eyes." he says, and he takes a sip from his mug. "I know those eyes better than anyone. I dealt with a lot of lost men in my life."


    "Good morning!" says Andrew entering the kitchen, and he looks at the owner of this house. "What''s happening?"


    "We were discussing our mission, Andrew." says the Owner to Andrew, the last colleague alive.


    "Good." says Andrew who is heading to the table, he sits on an empty chair. "We should take weapons at us?"


    "Of course. But remember," he looks at the both survivors. "We will not use guns on this mission."


    "Why?" asks Raoul. "Why not?"


    "Because the sound attracts zombies. And it creates that horde." replies Andrew.


    "Correct. Plus, the ammo must be saved for the dangerous cases. We might have enough to hold the radio station, but we have to be quick. We will only go there and take the equipment."


    "But how we can carry a huge equipment?" asks Raoul. "We will only take the essentials?"


    "Yes. And for that, we will take a car from the parking lot. Thankfully, most of the cars in that area are electric or doesn''t need a key to be turned on." he takes a last sip from his mug, and he gets up from the table. "We will leave in thirty minutes. Everyone, prepare for it. Raoul. Go and wake up your brother."


    Raoul only approved the task by nodding his head, and he walks to the room where his Brother is sleeping. When he left the room, the Owner and Andrew are in the kitchen.


    After almost a minute, Raoul enters the room without knocking, and as soon as entered the room, he sees his brother, getting up from the bed, he is wearing only pants. He turned around, and he sees Raoul entering the room.


    "Slept well last night?"


    "…Not really." says his brother.


    Raoul sits next to his brother, and he looked at him.


    "I got a lot of nightmares with my- our parents. Being… Being…" he is hiding his own cries with his right hand. He lets out a few sobs.


    "Brother… I am sorry I was not able to come at the right time." says Raoul hugging his brother, he feels responsible for the things that happened there, even if it wasn''t his fault, technically.


    After thirty minutes, the group of four survivors, all prepared and geared up with weapons like baseball bats, police baston, knives and pistols, they are prepared to walk a few kilometres to the closest radio station. Ulric got two knives and a pistol with 12 ammo. His brother got only a baseball bat. Andrew got a pistol but with 36 ammo which are only two clips with twelve bullets capacity. And the Owner, he got a police baston, a knife and a pistol with ten bullets.


    Before they were about to leave the house, the Owner goes to the door, and he locks it. He puts the defence and security system on. He also turned on the turret system to catch any walkers or zombies or a survivor who cares for this house.


    "This is our base." he said to Raoul''s brother when he asked him why he does that. "We will come back here and rest until the help will arrive."


    After he finished the preparations, the team of four survivors proceed to walk a few kilometres to the closest radio station. The place where they will have to take the things they are carving for the most and are extremely useful into this apocalypse, a radio station that will be able to call help for their evacuation.