((Alright, I'm gonna just post some stuff. I realize I've kind of just jumped to the quarantine, but it didn't seem to me like there was far to go after the 3 day mark (but maybe that's just me?). Anyway. Here's hoping you guys like it.))<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:red"><div style="text-align: center"><b><u>Quarantine: Day One</u></b>​</div></span><br/>Della tried not to breathe.<br/><br/>The sound of solitary footsteps were astonishingly loud in the grocery store she'd taken refuge in, while outside the sounds of death could be heard; gunfire, screaming, mayhem. Clutching her father's old pocket knife, she let out a slow, quivering breath through her nostrils. She could feel a bead of sweat tracing a path down the center of her back, and she longed to scratch it. But she didn't dare move.<br/><br/>The footsteps stopped for a moment, the sound of rumpled plastic, and then nothing. Della waited. And waited. Finally, she couldn't stand the waiting any longer. Slowly, she turned to look around the corner of the shelf into the next aisle.