The group of survivors finally arrived at their destination. An old abandoned warehouse where the survivors called home. Ken pulled the huge doors open and the group headed in. The inside was filled with gun crates, armored cars and crates of food and water. The windows were covered with titanium bars.
"Your room is up there." Said Ken as he pointed to the 2nd floor. "Third room on the left." He said. "Thanks again." Said Jill.
"No problem." Replied Ken.
Jill took her daughter and the bags to their room. She opened the door and Monica ran in and jumped on her bed. The room was pretty basic. Two beds, a television, a fridge, a window on the right wall and a bathroom. "Home sweet home." Jill thought to herself. She pulled out all the weapons and laid them against the wall. She then laid down on her bed and immediately fell asleep.