Josh knew his world had changed. MT filming Desperate Measures was a distant memory; they had only just finished the video when evacuations were called out. Mike went home to his hometown in Ontario; Matt went to California to get Nicole; Josh stayed in Vancouver and Ian left Canada to go to a European country to find safety before everything went horrible. Josh had been taken to a evac center in Vancouver where they had barricaded the doors and had everything he loved ripped from underneath him. Him and Amanda had just broken up; she walked out on him just days before. Josh was alone now; his bandmatees most likely dead walking. He feared the day he'd see them like that.

Josh had no family alive. The closest he had to Vancouver people was Jake; but Jake wasn't family and their friendship had more or less shattered when they got into a fight in the evac center. Josh walked along the outskirts of their survival camp; looking at the once-beautiful countryside; storms were the case of the day and no one had cleaned up after them now. Josh didn't care. He slept in a car; he couldn't care less. They hadn't found tents, but they'd found cars. It was thank god still warm enough; they'd be moving on to a warmer place before the winter hit. Josh sighed, walking back into the camp, his sidearm in his hand. He looked at the fire; rising and rising in his mind; he wished he was dead for good; with his family in heaven wherever they were.

He heard Celeste come over. "We got something on the CBs." Celeste said. Josh trusted Celeste; but thought of her as an older sister. She was Pierre's cousin; but very different in a lot of ways. "It's an officer frequency."

"There's another officer?" Josh said. "Celeste, can they hear us in the cars?" Josh added. Josh had long ago lost track of the days and months; Josh's 28th birthday hadn't happened yet though, as far as Josh knew. It'd probably long passe.d

"No;" Celeste said. "But it sounds like he's outside of Toronto."Celeste said. "He's alive. Bit or not." Celeste added. "Hopefully it is not a carry-away, a old radio signal still running."Celeste said. "This is Sherrif Celeste Callavan of Marecho, S.D. Can you hear me?" Celeste said. Josh's blue eyes furrowed. He was frustrated.