"I'm not your sister..." Sammy says, her voice quiet... "But Sammy-"

"Her name is Ali! Now untie us..!" The girl shouts.

"Bevie calm down." The boy on the right says. The left boy nods, "Please untie us. Our guns are over there." He says, looking at me.

"Lara," Jone says.

"What?" I ask annoyed and confused. Jone was standing away from the group, searching a bag.

"C'mere." He says slowly.

I look at the skies, the clouds were turning a greenish color, which was strange.

Then there was lightning from a distance. Jone was looking at a piece of paper.

"Look." He says.

There were set times written on the paper, with days written beside them.

"Times and days?" I ask.

"No. It's something. About this." Jone says and looks at the ground. "Do you know what time it is?" He asks.

I search for my phone, which is useless during the apocalypse but I still managed to have it. I tell him the time. "The time is written. It's close... Only two more minutes.." Jone says, looking at me.

"...Gas..?" Jone mutters to himself. I stare at the ground for a moment, and Jone's eyes zone out.

"We have to hide.." He explains and gathers up the stuff and the bag. "Quick! Everyone in the-"

Lightning struck not too far away.

Everyone followed Jone into a small control room, even the new people.

We all dunk down, looking out the window. Yellow dust caked the window.

"W-what. Is this?" I ask.

".... The air changes at the given times... A week.." Jone says, holding his gun holstered. Hunter was beside me, crouching down.

"Virus gas?" Hunter asks.

"That must be what it is.."