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entire wall above the bleachers to my left.
    “Thomas, what about those school banners?” a voice asks from amongst the fatigued crowd. “I mean, they look thick enough and it’ll be better than using our blankets. We got shelter, but it gets cold still around midnight.”
    “Do what you deem best. I’ll need two people to get something to burn in, a barrel or something that can withstand a fire.” I explain to the others. Looking around the gymnasium I see a pair of short tin garbage cans off in the far corner. “There.” I point to the garbage cans. Now we just needed something to burn, preferably wood, but I didn’t want to risk anyone going back out there. I walk towards the garbage cans and hear the floorboards of the old rugged court squeak and shift a little freely under my feet. I stop in my tracks and think to myself, God is good , as I put a few ideas together.
    Shortly after, plans come together, windows are covered with banners and a few feet away from the bleaches, burn two garbage cans filled with wood, papers and other miscellaneous things that would aid the fire. The two riflemen were able to find snacks and drinks in the vending machines and hand sanitizer in the kitchen. Junk and candy bars that parents would warn their children of years ago were now treats and delicacies to us all. We were on top of the world now, having food, drink and shelter; there was nothing that could bring us down at this moment in time. I even overheard a child ask his father what’s the meaning of the numbers on the wrappers.
    The father then looked at his son, he told him to eat his food and be thankful. Hearing that, I even looked at the empty Snicker’s wrapper I held in my hand, it read EXP Mar 2016. Paying it no mind, I lean back against the double metal doors and sit comfortably as I wait for Auron and the others who should be here any moment with more newly saved believers. As followers of God, that’s how we found a way to serve Him. By finding stragglers and offering our help through unity and the knowledge of salvation that Jesus gives to all of us.
    “Thomas,” Rosie calls out as she walks to me from the bleachers with an extra bottle of water. She was one of the first that I found and helped introduce to Christ. She walks over slender in size with red hair making her Irish ethnicity obvious. Her long trench coat covered her worn red sweater and black jeans that stopped at the top of her steel toed boots that kept her feet somewhat warm. She sits down beside me against the wall handing me the water bottle with the word Aquafina well faded. “This is great, isn’t it?” she asks me, sharing the same lifeless facial expression as everyone else in here.
    “Yeah, it’s been a while since we had it this good,” I tell her while reaching in my satchel just to pull out a wooden egg timer. The sand was just about full on the bottom half suggesting that almost an hour had passed. It was a job we rotated amongst each other after the passing of every hour just to roughly keep up with the time. Even at night whoever was on night guard would still keep track of the time and report it to me in the morning when he or she would wake me around five. At first, it was a tedious job to keep up with, but now time reminds us that we’re still somewhat alive.
    “What time is it?” Rosie asks me as she pulls another bottle from her coat pocket.
    “Just about thirteen hundred hours,” I reply, writing the time down in my little brown journal. I crack the door open and peek outside for Auron and the others. I see nothing but dark night skies outside covering the Earth. “I still remember when the sky was poisoned,” I say to Rosie.
    “Me too, but it’s getting hard to remember what it was like before it became blackened,” she says to me. “The blue sky and white clouds and other pastel colors painted high above us.” Rosie continues on trying to reminisce.
    “If I were you I’d rather not think of the past, it