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day two, one human contact1

I awoke2

Cold and bright. A clock on the wall read 9:30. Hunger pain again, no relief. The M'C Donalds across the road looked quite like a haven for cereal. The doors were open, so i helped my self to the Nutrigrain cereal packs. There was no one. Not one person. I finished up and slumped home.3

The walk seemed like an eternity. I knocked on the door, again no reply. I opened the door, and there it was. A picture of my family. Mum, Dad, my baby sister Ruby, my big brother Joesph, me and a boy. Just his face was scribbled out.4

I remembered the picture well. There was no other boy. 5

The picture was on a Pedestal. In the center of the hallway to our living room. my house was all dark grays other than my pink and poster covered room. The pedestal was almost placed there for me, it was the brightest colour Ive seen all day. white, square, sharp and smooth. Strangely smooth. almost fabric. but still a solid. I was frightened. I ran to my room. Tears flowing down my face i got to my door, but before i could touch it, it opened. 6

The land scape behind it was bizarre. Debris shaped like a shock wave formed around the door. Beyond the debris was plain white. No sky. No walls. Just white. It was my room but as if a bomb had exploded smashing the contents towards the far wall. 7

I see a arm.8

Pale. not moving. Molly. 9

I rush to ward the lifeless limb. Smashing away at the wreck.10

"Molly!" i scream.11

"Molly." i fall upon my knees. Shivering, crying i hear a faint call.12

"Sarah?"13

Then i knew what to do. Thrusting away at the mass of wood and plastic Molly becomes more and more visible. 14

Taking her by the small of her back and front legs finally tearing her out. 15

The door begins to close.16

Rushing towards it not knowing the consequences of it closing in front of me, i make it out. Slam! The door shuts. 17

Making my way back to the hospital Molly drifts off into a faint sleep. This is bad. I know this is bad. I did ST. John for a short time and remember, the unconscious ones are most probably serous.18

She had a open fracture. Her arm was slowly dripping out blood.19

Upon arrival of the hospital my gut began to weaken me with pain. The only option was to leave Molly in the hospital and go and find food myself. The only problem was, it was getting dark.20

I placed the fragile Molly on the first bed i found and ran to the food court i had Nutrigrain in. I found a bag and stuffed it with food. There was no one. Not Even leftovers of people. Not a sole. 21

This was the darkest place Ive ever been. I remembered the way to Mollys room from the front door. There was a light by the door. I switched it on.22

Molly was gone.23

Then a flushing sound made me scream, which followed by another scream... Molly stepped out from the toilet. Her arm bandaged up. I ran at her crying. 24

"Sarah?"25