They had grown used to the sound of explosions, and yet the deafening boom from outside still made them jump. They both bolted for the door as the sound of engines and laughter outside filled the air.

"What now?" Andy whispered. There was another deafening bang. Lauren pulled him after her to the garage, where they had left their truck. Their guess was that Grandma Ellen had been out the house when all this started, since her car wasn't here.

She had probably been at work.

That was a strange thought. Ordinary day to day life seemed forever ago.

They cowered in the truck until the voices passed the house, and then opened up the garage and made a dash for it. Lauren screamed for Andy to stay down as a barrage of what looked like pebbles and small rocks flew towards them courtesy of a mutant with grey skin. There was another woman with hot pink hair, and two slightly younger teens in black hoodies smashing up a car. Lauren was suddenly very glad Andy had his head down as a shield formed instinctively behind them. The truck screeched towards the end of the street and skidded around the corner, leaving their second place of refuge behind.