This Ain't a Flu

"Andrea and Micheal are with Greg!" Nathan was about to panic, but Jon laid his hands on the man's shoulder, having laid his bat against the island counter.

"We just have to hurry after them! You have the van still, right?" Jon tried to keep his friend focused.

When it came to the twins Nathan could be unreasonable. He knew it was better to have a plan, but he hated standing around when one had the chance to act.

"You're right." Nathan relented.

Kaitlynn frowned. "What did you guys find out there?"

For some reason Kaitlynn pictures a hellish wasteland, the kinds you see in Apocalyptic movies. She knew it couldn't have gotten in such a way in the short amount of time they've been dealing with it. It hasn't even been a full twenty-four hours.

""What?!"" Mortimer and Kaitlynn were both floored by the information.