Under a Very Black Sky

Potatoes
One thing I don't mind about living in the apocalypse is that if I find chocolate, I don't need to share it.

I'm sitting on the porch of what we use as a cabin, but really, its just an old convenience store with some mattresses thrown on the floor. I found a chocolate bar that looked like it was from the seventies, and had mold growing off of the end of it. I cut the mold off and ate away. You've got to take what you can get in this world, really. I lean my head back against the building and close my eyes. Sleep is another thing you need to scrounge up. If you get a chance to sleep, sleep. All there is to it. Sadly, when you live in this world, sleep is something that goes hand in hand with nightmares.

''I jump out of the back of the truck and slip up to the door of the building. Natalie is with me and we slowly push the door open. Ava, Kyra, and Michael are checking the other building. We're checking out a potato farm on Prince Edward island, world capital of potatoes. We've been on the road for a solid four weeks and this is our last stop before the return journey. I can't wait to get back to camp. Lie down on the makeshift cots, stretch out, and have a solid eight hours of sleep for once.''

''Natalie flicks on her flashlight, and I follow suit. I see more than a couple bags of potatoes on the counter and flick the flashlight on and off. Natalie looks over and sees them, nods, and we make our way to them, quietly as possible. I slip the old hockey bag off my shoulders and open it. We fit as many of the potato bags into it as humanly possible before zipping the hockey bag up and returning to the truck. The truck is something I won't miss. Try fitting a couple of thirteen year olds and three fourteen year olds into that thing for eight weeks and see what happens. Four weeks down, four to go.''

''As we're throwing the bag in, we hear a muffled scream and a couple of clangs. Any form of scream means pain. we're trained not to scream in case of surprise or fear. Pain means something is wrong. Me and Natalie tear towards the other building and race inside. We find Ava, Michael, and Kyra circling around a monster of some kind, Kyra is bleeding badly from her shoulder. The monster growls at me and Natalie and I notice Natalie scan the room. "Shelf. Keep it busy." She whispers.''