[thelonegrunt]

At the same moment, there was one other person sustaining himself in the town. Jason, a young 15-year old boy, with dark, buzzed hair and a decent build for someone his age, was now surfing the web, headphones on at full blast for seemingly hours, as the boy kept to his room as much as possible. He was waiting for dinner, as unknown to him, everyone, including his parents, were being evacuated from the town and to a safer, more remote location, where the threats would be subsequently diminished.

Right now, he was blissfully unaware that this town remain stationed, with little to no signs of life around to disprove this fact. He, at this point, was waiting for dinner, as it had been since noon (and before the swift evacuation) since he had eaten a single morsel. This didn't come to much surprise to the boy, however; it seemed his parents cared more about re-stabilizing their once broken relationship to care more about the force that brought them back to begin with; himself. Ever since Jason realized this change, he started to slowly resent his mother and father, unknown to them as the anger-induced thoughts transpired within his mind.

Soon enough, his hunger was at a breaking point. He calmly removed his headphones and went outside of his room to investigate what was up. "Hey mom, are you making dinner yet?" He questioned, to no immediate response, as silence filled the air as soon as his voice echoed off and down the hall. "Mom? Dad? Hello?" Something seemed very strange; he would have heard the slight creaking of his father's rocking chair, and smell the succulent meal being prepared by his mother normally at this time, but this was not sensed by him at all.

Jason searched through the home, looking for any signs of his parents, which he could not seemingly detect. It seemed that they were both gone, but something did not feel right at all; usually when they both left to do something, they would inform him on where they would be and what they would do. If not, they would have sent him a text with the information, and when he pulled out the smartphone in his right jean pocket, he had received nothing of the sort.

With a bit of concern, the boy now walked outside, opening the door slowly and taking a gander outside. The first thing he was able to detect was the absence of the streets; the town looked completely deserted, and it became quickly apparent why this was; Jason was fully aware of the nuclear holocaust being imposed on humanity, but did not expect this town would feel the effects of it so quickly. He did overhear earlier plans of an evacuation, but he did not know the forces would work so rapidly without him being aware. If this was the work of the armed forces, they apparently left him behind.

"Hello?" He yelled out, causing his voice to be heard through the form of another echo.