Jay Drove over to his family’s house. There were the FEMA markings on the door but we didn’t understand them. The door was ajar and we entered cautiously. The carpet was rotten and squished under our feet. I was unfamiliar with the layout and kept tight on Jay’s back. The ouse was stripped of any valubles or supplies but Jay found a few pictures and some odds and ends to take back. When we left I could see the dissapointment in his eyes. I put my hand on his shoulder.

“lets see if we can scrounge some fuel huh?”

Jay nodded and We drove back to where the two men lived and asked about gas. They said to try the stations. Most of the fuel was still there but they couldn’t find a way to get it out. We had brought along a pump and hoses so we were set.

The conoco yielded plenty of high octane and we filled all our cans and tanks. We also scrounged six five gallon gas cans, filled them and lashed them to the back bumper. Night was getting close and we needed tp find a place to laager up for the night. We picked the city park. Jay set up the cans and wires to alert us to intruders and we buttoned up for the night. We ate some chow and I bedded down in the cargo area while Jay took the first watch. I slpet until 2AM when Jay woke me and I took his place.

The night was uneventful for the most part. A group of skunks strolled by about 6AM just before the sun came up. I was surprised to see them as they were the first small mammals I had seen in nearly a year. I woke Jay around 7AM.

Saturday

We pulled up and stowed the alarm cans and we were warming up the engine when Jay spotted the two men heading towards us on pedal bikes. They aske to ride along with us. There were few supplies here and they had no transportation save the bikes. Jay and me talked about it for a bit and decided they could ride along but they would have to surrender their weapons to us first. They nodded, relived they would be allowed to go along.

Me and jay had discussed our plans for today before we did anything else. We made the decision to drive pierre to see what we could see. I couldn’t deny Jay the chance to find his family. We had plenty of fuel and supplies and it was only another 50 miles or so.

We drove south on 83 past Onida and Agar. Both were seemingly deserted. We sped by both without stopping. We could check them out on our way home if we were so inclined. We turned onto 212 without incident and drove into Pierre.