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bad it’s going to be when we do eventually have to leave? There will be hundreds, maybe thousands of those creatures out there."
    "I knew we should have gone with Kelly and Adam." Matt said.
    "Like I said," Frank began, "We don't have to be in a big hurry to leave, but we shouldn't plan on being here for more than a couple weeks. And since we are here, we better try and get a radio or a television down here so we can see what's going on."
"They probably have that stuff down here." Zack said. "I bet there's a CB somewhere in here."
They set about exploring the shelter, and to their dismay found nothing even remotely like a television or a radio.
"What the hell kind of bomb shelter is this?" exclaimed Matt. His stress and fatigue were beginning to wear him down.
    "Easy Matt." chuckled Frank. "We can go up into the school later and get a radio. Right now we all could use some sleep." Nobody made any objections about that. They all settled down onto their cots. Perhaps it was the quiet. Perhaps it was the knowledge that they were safer down here than they had been since things first broke down a few months ago. Whatever the reason, they were all sound asleep in mere minutes…
     
     
    Frank awoke suddenly, eyes snapping open in wide horror as the sands of some horrible dream were washed away with the tide of sleep. He sat up slowly. His body was stiff and sluggish. His rifle lay at his side, his left arm cradling it. Beside him Sharon stirred, but did not awaken. He was thirsty. Damn how a cold beer would go down right now. He got up and walked to the other side of the room, to the large stack of cardboard boxes filled with Civil Defense canned rations, and the barrels of distilled water, one of which they had tapped earlier. There was a tin cup, courtesy of the supplies down here in the bomb shelter, sitting on a crate. Frank dipped it into the top of the barrel and drank deeply. Once his thirst was slaked, he realized that he was hungry. With a shrug he tore into one of the boxes of canned spam.
    His rifling around in the boxes stirred everyone awake and they all shared in a breakfast of cold spam and room temperature water.
"How long were we asleep?" Frank asked.
"Almost six hours." Matt replied.
"That's more than we've got in the past four days." Zack muttered.
"I could go for about six more." Sharon said. They all nodded in silent agreement. Ever
"But since we're up we might as well go up into the school and find a radio." Matt said.
    "Up above? In the school?" Sharon looked at them as if they were fools. "You can't be serious. We barely made it down here with our lives earlier today. And now you want to run right back up there?" She looked to Frank for support, but his look told her that he wanted to go above as well. "FRANK?" she exclaimed, her look widening in surprise.
    "Sharon we need a radio. How else are we going to know what's happening?"
    "But what about those... things ?" Her face was cracking with fear at the thought of him leaving her.
    "We have guns. Those creatures are slow. We can easily outrun them. If-"
    "No!" she said sharply, cutting him off. "You’re not going up there! You’re staying down here with your family!"
    "Sharon I-"
    "FRANK!" this time it was a scream. Everyone fell still. "Please, don't leave us?" she was on the verge of tears.
    "I won't." he said softly, resigned. He turned to Zack and Matt. "Sorry guys but you're going to have to do this one without me." There was genuine regret in his eyes. He had been looking forward to going up and getting a look.
"No problem." Zack said, clapping him on the shoulder.
"Are you sure you two can handle it? Maybe you should wait awhile?"
"We'll be fine." Matt said.
"I can go." David said.
"You'll do no such thing!" Sharon bolted right back. "You are going to stay down here!"
    "They're going to need help." David retorted. "I can do it." David looked to his father. "Dad? You know they could use the extra hand up there. I know how to handle myself. You know