August 6, 2017.

Dear Mom and Dad.

It's Andy back, Lauren's driving again. I haven't really driven during the night, but I guess I should get some practise at that? You know, in case Lauren's hurt or something? Anyway. We're driving without lights in case there is anyone out there looking for us.

Everything looks pretty scary without lights. Like the world really has ended. But we're together, and we've got that. Three years ago I would never have imagined any of this. Stuff like this shouldn't happen in real life.

August 6, 2017.

Dear Mom and Dad.

Still Andy.

We found another crashed car, except the occupants were in it. Dead. Not sure why they crashed, looks like they might have hit a deer? We siphoned out all the gas. They had a canister as well, and we took that too. Staying on the move.

August 7, 2017.

Dear Mom and Dad.

Do you remember that camping trip you took us on when we were kids? I must have been about eight or nine I think, and Andy was six or seven. We went to some camping ground, except you wanted to pitch the tent away from everyone else so it was more exciting for us. We cooked sausages over a fire.

Yeah, this is nothing like that.