Part III
They filled the navigator with everything they thought that could be useful in any kind of emergency and rode to Puck's house immediately after leaving a message in the fridge, one right by the phone and one in the TV screen (Finn's idea). The conversation on the way consisted basically on Finn letting him know of everyone he managed to get news about, who had disappear and who seemed to be around.
So far the number wasn't really big.
From the boys the only ones Finn knew of were Puck and Sam. So far Puck was alive, but his family was gone, and Sam was looking around the city for his siblings, so Finn met with him randomly that afternoon and told him of their plan.
Rachel had been with Puck in the store, apparently having spent the night with her parents in their basement re-watching some kind of 'award show thingy' and had met with Puck on Saturday at the Temple. She was planning to meet them there later.
The other girls were completely out of the radar, mostly because Finn had been too tired to walk to everyone's houses to see if they were well. Kurt said quickly that now that they had the navigator it would be the first thing to do after they unpacked their stuff. He couldn't bear the idea of staying in one place, not knowing what was happening to the people he loved, so he was going to do everything possible to find them.
He killed the engine as soon as he got in front of the house, Puck waiting for them in the driveway ready to help them carry the stuff inside.
The house was covered in candles, creating an even more eerie feeling to it. The silence of it and the illumination was creeping Kurt out.
They worked quickly, stocking clothes and food, and leaving the guns that Finn was completely sure would be useful on the table, next to the flashlights and a radio that Kurt was sure could work on batteries, not that he had ever needed to test it.
"Man, where did you get all these babies?" whistled Puck while picking up the shotgun that Finn had been carrying around for a while.
"My father used to go hunting when I was a kid" answered Kurt, with a shrug.
He started to put the batteries in the radio, trying to pick up reception, while the other two got the task of bringing things out of the car. The radio was a bit more important now; after all… they needed to know what was going on and maybe the authorities had given some kind of message. Right?
The only thing he got was static.
His phone was no help at all.
"Ok, I'm going to go to Mercedes'" he said, standing up after turning off the radio.
"Are you crazy?" Puck said, from the fridge where he was making himself a sandwich, probably using the stuff that could rot after a few days without electricity.
"I'm not going to stay here not knowing where she is. She could be hurt and with no way of telling anyone, so, I'm going, no matter what you say"
He took one of the guns, although he didn't really know how to use it (he wasn't a fan of hunting after all) and a flashlight, before Puck put one of his hands in his forearm to stop him.
"Dude, you can't go outside just like that. What if something happens to you? We have no way of knowing"
"I'll be fine" Kurt said, taking his arm back.
"No, dude, you are not going alone. Let me take a jacket and I'll go with you" Puck said, before going to the closet near the door and getting a some kind of fashion monster that Kurt wouldn't use in his life, but that seemed warm enough for the snow outside.
"What about Finn? He'll stay here alone?" Kurt asked feeling a bit weary.
"Rachel will be here with her parents in a while. He can stay alone for that long. Let's go. The streets creep me out and I'd like to be back soon too"