with each other. I was even starting to miss work, just for the peace and quiet and change of scenery.
Each day felt the same, it was like Groundhog Day. It was the same routine day in and day out.
We were running low on candles. Each night we sat in the pitch black, with not even the faintest of streetlights to provide us with any light. Now, even in the dark we didn’t have to feel our way around the apartment. We had been there that long we knew where each door, wall and piece of furniture was. We could walk around effortlessly, dodging each obstruction as if we could see clear as day. We were far too familiar with our surroundings.
We needed to get out. We had spent far too much time in the same company. Claustrophobia, impatience and depression were starting to reveal themselves, and were becoming frequent emotions in our everyday lives.
“We need to start thinking about getting out of here. Our food isn’t going to last very long, and I think you’ll all agree it’s not healthy, cooped up in here.” I took charge of the situation.
“But where are we going to go? And what are we going to do?” Duckface asked.
“I don’t know. But we need to think of something guys. What do you all think? I’m open to suggestions” I said slightly irritated.
Andy chimed in “Ok, before we go out all guns blazing, let’s have a serious think about this. We don’t know what’s out there, we don’t know how many there are and more importantly we don’t know where they are.”
He was right. We didn’t know what we were in for, beyond that door was a mystery to us all.
“Why don’t we search the building for supplies. Food? Water? Anything we can use?” Nick added.
It was a good idea. But it had a major flaw. Just how exactly were we going to get into the other apartments? We could smash our way through the doors, but we didn’t want to attract any attention. Plus we didn’t know what would be waiting for us on the other side.
“And how exactly are we going to get in babe?” I asked
“I don’t know. We need to find something to wedge open the door, without making any noise.” he replied.
“Wait, I have a crowbar!” Andy exclaimed. “One problem though, it’s in the boot of my car.”
Great, to get anywhere inside, we first had to go outside.
I stood up and made my way to the bay window. “Right I’ve had enough, I think it’s time we took a look outside”
They all agreed. We all stood at each side of the window. Duckface and Andy on one side, Me and Nick on the other. We didn’t want anyone or anything to know we were here.
Duckface and I crouched down; we crawled under the curtain and peered over the windowsill.
The sight before us was similar to my last glimpse of the new world. Everything was how I remember. Trolleys were still left abandoned, and rubbish was still building up covering parts of the street and roads.
All in all it was very quiet. Not a soul could be seen. We could see Andy’s car from the window. It was 6 spaces down from us, about 20 meters away. It wasn’t far at all. It looked safe enough. The complex was very open plan, we could see everything from where we were. We were on the second floor out of three.
We decided to ditch the covert operation and pull the curtains back to get a better view. We all peered out the window.
Now where we lived, there were three individual apartment blocks. Each split into two, with six apartments in each segment. Within each segment there were two exits, one at the front and another at the back.
Within in the whole complex there were around 36 apartments. All the buildings together formed an upside down U shape. They all faced towards a small open garden, in which a small oak tree grew in the centre. The lawn was always perfectly manicured, and all hedges and flower beds were always neat and tidy.
All in all it wasn’t a big complex; it was in a nice quiet neighbourhood, just off the A34. However, it was set far enough away that
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