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died down. Still we kept the curtains closed. No one ever looked out, as far as we were all concerned we did not want to see, hear or smell the outside world. We stayed quiet and kept to ourselves, we only found out what was happening through the news, which was now broadcast on every channel.
    On the fourth day, we finally lost power and water. It wasn’t a great surprise; we already had T light candles placed in various rooms of the apartment. We were as prepared as we could be, given the circumstances. 
    We unplugged all our phones and switched them off. No point in wasting the battery until we absolutely had to.
    Things were starting to get difficult for us all. We no longer knew what was happening in the outside world. There was no sign of rescue. We spent our days waiting, for what ? we didn’t quite know.
    Duckface finally broke the silence between us. “There’s something I need to show you” she whispered “I’ve been checking up on Facebook, to find out what’s going on. People have been posting different theories about what’s happening. Don’t be mad, but I made a group”
    “Wha t do you mean you’ve made a group, what for?” I asked.
    “Well, our family and friend s are out there. I made the group so we could all keep in contact with each other. Don’t worry I haven’t told anyone we’re here.” She carried on “there might be a safe place somewhere, somewhere we can go nearby”
    This was the first time I had ever heard her talk l ike that. Making a Facebook group seemed like an odd thing to do, but at least she was trying to help. I didn’t think she had it in her.
    “Why are you telling me this now?” I asked
    “When the electricity went off I knew I couldn’t carry it on, on my own. I know we need to save our battery power just in case. But there’s still people online.”
    She handed me her phone. I opened the page. She had named it ‘E Virus Support Group’.
    I couldn’t help but laugh. It sounded like some type of AA meeting for alcoholics, drug users and people with strange addictions.
    I looked down the page. She already had 2,000 members. This was good, it meant other people were alive and safe.
    People were posting all sorts to the group. Mostly were cries for help. A few were sharing their experiences; a few had mentioned being bitten or injured.
    I had to hand it to her, it was a good idea. We needed to keep track of what was going on in some way. This seemed like our only option.
    We decided to monitor it once a day. That way we weren’t constantly checking it and could reserve power. It was now our only link with the outside world.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter 4 – The Search for Supplies
     
    As time went on our food supplies were starting to deplete rapidly. After 2 weeks stuck in the apartment we were down to only canned goods.
    The water was drying out and although we had hung a bucket from the kitchen window to collect rain water, the weather conditions were proving difficult.
    We spent our days completely closed off from the outside world. We still hadn’t opened the curtains or checked outside.
    We were doing what we could to keep ourselves occupied. We read books, played games, and told stories. Some days, none of us even bothered getting out of bed.
    We were struggling for things to do, we had very few books in the apartment, without the luxury of TV, internet even radio, we were cut off from what we relied on most.
    Tempers were rising between all of us; traits that we wouldn’t usually notice were becoming extremely irritating. The apartment felt like it was shrinking, with each passing hour.
    Duckface was starting to get on my nerves. The sound of her voice began to grate on me. Every time she spoke I could feel the anger welling up inside of me, I found it harder and harder to keep the peace.
    Nick and I were starting to get irritated with each other. It’s not healthy in any relationship to spend 24 hours a day