One.

I wake up from a daze, where am I?
Something must've happened, i open the curtains and the air is filled with smoke and decay. I can vaguely see burning buildings in the distance. I look to my left and see someone tried to break my door open. 'Wow' I think to myself, i slept through a possible home invasion.

I continue down my dark hallway of my two bedroom apartment trying all the lights but to no avail.
I call for my sister, no answer.
I check her room and see she left already but usually she leaves a note or something.
I look around her room and see that her clipper card and wallet and everything else is still here.
'Something's wrong' i say to myself. I head back into my room to grab my phone and knife and to get dressed as quickly as possible. I try to reach my sister, no signal. No power and i have this sudden urge to get out of there as quickly as possible. I grab my back pack and put a bag of cookies and my watchman novel. I head to the garage and try the garage door. Won't budge. I face-palm and head towards the back. I open and lock the door behind me and hop the fence to the street.

It's eerily quiet at twelve in the afternoon as i walk down this san francisco avenue. I walk three feet and see that the streets are littered with paper, belongings, trash, and various blunt objects. I look up further past the street and see smoke rising up from the buildings in the distance. I see pools of blood that are scattered around the side walk and street. I see broken doors into the many suburban houses that surround me.
"What the hell?" i say when i first catch glimpse of the scene.

I try my phone, no signal. I check the windows of the houses, nothing.
Shit this better not be no fucking zombie invasion i say to my non-existant companion.
I continue down the street trying to recollect what the hell happened the night before. I crashed around midnight and woke up to the streets torn up and houses smashed into. Anything else?
[I pause]
Fuck.
I let out a sigh.

As I'm walking down the street i ask myself why the hell am I wasting time trying to figure out what happened when i can easily take whatever is in those houses. Consoles, computers, TV's etc. I take a moment after walking up the hill to realize it's probably a stupid idea. Why it was i still didn't know maybe because cops might be around or even worse my sister.

I continue walking down the street when suddenly i knew this wasn't anything I thought it would be.