I sat in my car wondering for what felt like hours. It was a bad idea staying so long; it was beginning to get dark and I was in desperate need of the bathroom. But there wasn't a bathroom, and the only option I had was to go outside. I'd been holding it in for so long I walked outside without a second thought, and was halfway down towards the woods when I heard an approaching car. I dropped down to the floor and hid behind a bush to see what was going on. 2 men emerged from the car, holding bloody baseball bats and what looked like an axe.

"What the hell has happened here? I thought you said they'd be here!"
"They're probably still waiting in the car man! Stop freaking out at me!"
"Stop freaking out? Well what else am I supposed to do, huh? My family went off without me because I decided to be a good friend and come back for you, and now I can't find them? What, do you expect me to be calm?!"
"No man but lower your voice! You don't know what's around here!"
"Well my family obviously isn't! You told me they'd be here you bastard!"
"Hey just shut up! I thought they'd be here, okay? Why would I lie to you?"
"I don't know, why would you?"
Silence.
"You know what, f**k you man. If you think I'm lying, go ahead, but I know I was tellin' the truth and your family are around here somewhere. We just gotta look for your car, okay? Then we'll find them. Where else could they be?"
"You can look all you want, it's the least you can do for me, prick."
One of the guys walked off into the crowd of cars while the other stood and waited, hitting the baseball bat against his palm.

"Um, excuse me?" I asked quietly, walking up to him.
"Ah, what the hell!" he yelled, lifting his bat and then rethinking what he was doing.
"No no please, I'm not a threat I promise! I'm just as confused as you are!" I pleaded.
"Hah, sure. Like there's anything to be confused about anymore." he said, crouching down on to the floor.
"Well okay, not for you maybe but I have no idea what the hell's going on," I began, glancing over to their blood-covered car. "I'm on my own, and I just need someone to explain what's happening to me."
"Yeah well I didn't have anyone to explain anything to me, so why should you have that luxury?" he scoffed. I glared at him.
"Look, guy, whatever your name is, I really don't care if you're sick of being approached by random people. Because I, personally, am sick of driving round by myself trying to figure out where to go, what's going on and why everyone's acting so hostile!" I yelled.
"Keep your voice down, creep!" he whispered, looking round.
"What, as if anyone's gonna hear me? We're in the middle of a deserted freeway!"
He stared blankly at me.
"You're not alone in this world anymore lady, you know? No matter where you are, what you're doing, there's always someone ready to jump out at you." the other guy said, emerging from the cars. He looked towards his friend and shook his head, sighing. "Sorry man, the chick's right, there's nobody around except for a few biters. I suggest we take whatever's here and leave."
"Take whatever's here? What, like raid the place? What kind of people are you?!" I asked, horrified at his suggestion.
"Well what else do you expect us to do, go to a store and pick up some groceries? Nothing's the same any more, don't you see?"
I understood, but it still didn't feel right.
"I don't want to watch you do this," I said. "It's just not right."
"Nothing is right anymore okay? But we have to make do. And no one's making you watch. Who even are you?" I looked at the ground, annoyed, and with that, he walked towards cars and began looting.

After an hour or so, it was even darker and the guy was still raiding people's cars for whatever supplies they had.
"Andy, are you done yet? I wanna go," the angry guy from earlier said. "You're right, they're not here anymore and there's nothing we can do."
I looked at my hands, not knowing my place. There wasn't a reply from 'Andy'.
"..Should I go look for him?" I suggested, not believing the words coming from my mouth.
The guy scoffed. "Go do what you want, lady. You've got nothing to do with me."
I stared at the ground and then got up and stormed away towards the cars. I much prefered Andy and I wanted to have a word with him, maybe he'd give me some answers.

I found him stationed by a rusty old Volvo, happily cutting ropes attached to the top of the car with his penknife and with his arms full of cases.
"Need some help?" I asked awkwardly. He turned and smiled.
"Na, I'm good thanks, but let Drew know that I'll be back real quick, I just want one more thing." he said. I looked at the car.
"What is it?"
"Huh?"
"What do you want? From the car?"
"Oh, haha," he chuckled. "You see that there, on the back seat? That there is what looks like a months supply of toilet roll, and the clever bastard that brought it along on his travels won't be needing it anymore." he pointed to the front seat, where I saw a man resting his head on his shoulders.
"What, you're just gonna take it from him while he's right there?"
"Sure, it's not like he's gonna want it anymore."
"You're crazy."
"No, I'm a genius. Did you think to bring toilet roll?"
I couldn't remember if I did, but either way I didn't want to take it right infront of the guy. I started to walk back to Drew and got a few dozen metres down the road when I heard a car alarm go off and Andy rushed past me.
"Run bitch!" he yelled, speeding ahead. "And pick that up!" he added when he dropped a case. Confused, I bent down to pick it up and turned back to see a swarm of people rush towards the Volvo, their hands outstretched and covered in dirt. I wanted to stop and stare, but Andy was running and as far as I was concerned in this situation, Andy knew best. I followed him as fast as I could until we got back to the car.