<span class="mu-i">Ten days ago, the world went dark. Five days ago, They came.</span>

You thought you’d be safe, when the sun when out. Why wouldn’t you? You were the only person in town with a diesel generator, a gift from your crazy uncle. So, everybody left, evacuated; everyone except you. It was fun, at first, walking around town, alone in the never ending dark. You felt like the hero of some dystopian movie. At least, it was fun, until you started seeing the claw marks on the walls. The broken windows and the doors you know weren’t open yesterday. When you heard about the attacks on the radio, you stopped going outside altogether. Now, the generator’s fuel supply, the one thing that you couldn’t find in your neighbours’ houses, is running dangerously low; two days ago you had to siphon the gas from your car just to keep it running. You think you could make it to a nearby campsite, the group there had been telling everyone that they had supplies (and light) aplenty. It’s just, you’d need to cross through town, hike over a steep hill, and follow a dirt road into the dark woods surrounding the campground. The neighbours wouldn’t mind if you borrowed their car, right? In any case, it’s time to go.