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and I bet I am the only one that even knows how to operate a sail boat,” says Remington.
     
    “Not true, I know how to do it. We have lakes and wind in Oklahoma, and my dad taught me a lot of things when I was a kid,” I say.
     
    “But even if you know how to operate the boat, the bigger problem is getting there, right?” asks Anne.
     
    “Right, and that one I am still trying to figure out. But I think we all need to think about that.  There may come a time when we don’t have a choice. We can’t stay here forever and I don’t think anyone is coming for us.”
     
    We set to work on insulating the office the best we can. Anne goes around to close all the office doors. Tom gets to work setting up the inner offices. I get the foil and Katrina finds some boxes. Remington just watches. 
     
    As we begin to cover the first window, I look for the man in the other building. He is there, looking out. He does not notice me at first and I begin frantically waving to get his attention. It takes a bit but he notices me.  I take the binoculars from Remington’s desk. The man has found an easel and has written something on it: Power is out, phone not working.  He flips to the next page: It is only me, but I have food. He flips to the final page: Back door code: 1408.
     
    The others are watching by now. “This guy says he has food. He says the code to into the back door is ‘1408,’” I say, “we all need to remember that in case we have to leave this building.”
     
    “That seems like a much better plan than taking some boat,” says Remington. 
     
    We spend several hours insulating Remington’s office. The heat is unbearable by mid-afternoon and we all just lay around. The heat in the non-insulated offices is easily fifteen degrees warmer than Remington’s office, but the heat is still oppressive. I fall asleep sitting up in one of the outer offices and Katrina joins me. Tom sleeps in the other office.  Anne stays in Remington’s office with him. We all wake up well past sundown.
     
    “Phillip?”
     
    “Yes Katrina?”
     
    “Why did you save me?”
     
    “Because you needed help and it was the right thing to do. I saw your car crash and tried to save you that night. Your seat belt was stuck and hundreds of those things were coming at me.  I had to leave you there.  I felt horrible doing that.  I am sorry.”
     
    “Don’t ever apologize for staying alive. You tried and we both would have died had you not done what you did. That seatbelt took me fifteen minutes to get off when I woke up.”
     
    “What did you do before all this?”
     
    “I was in law school.  You?”
     
    “College, went to the Miami Dade College. Was going to get my associate’s degree and then maybe Gainesville for my bachelor’s. That is all gone now, huh?”
     
    “I think so. Not sure I will ever be a lawyer, and even if I somehow pull that off, doubt it will be in Miami.”
     
    We gather to eat. The food is still in the refrigerator, but with the power off, it is going to spoil much sooner than I expected. I have half a turkey sandwich and a banana. There are some chips and other non-perishables.  We managed to find two or three cans of soup.
     
    “With the power off, this food is going to go bad before we eat it all.  We have maybe three days’ worth of food now. Most of what we had is perishable,” I say.
     
    “We have to get to the other floors before that happens,” says Tom. 
     
    “What about Danny?” asks Anne.
     
    “We have to kill him along with the other two. We need to do it tomorrow while we are still strong, before we have no food,” I say.
     
    “You can let Phillip or Tom use the gun. It should make it easy. They die like in the movies, just take out their brains,” says Katrina to Anne.
     
    Anne moves her hand to her waist, where the gun is.  “No.  No, I can do it. I can shoot them. I know how. Just come with me for back up.”

Chapter 6
    Anne Kills Danny
    I wake up the next