"Morning again already?" Trent mumbled aloud. Dreading the thought of getting out of his cot and starting his morning, he continued to lie in bed and began reminiscing of the old routine, back before things went to shit.<br/>Getting to see my wife's beautiful face, still snoring, he thought, bringing a smile to his face. Going to make my morning coffee and watching the news in my robe before dressed to head to the school. Luckily before I left for work every morning, I was always the one who had to wake up my son for school. And hearing him complain that he was sick everyday just so he could stay home. It would always end the same way, I would ask, "Do you need an ambulance?" he would say "NO dad.. just go ahead and call the hearse...I'm too far gone." then I would say "Get your lazy butt up and get dressed." Then I would make my way down to the kitchen, grab the lunch my wife had made for me the night prior, and I would be on my way.<br/><br/>Thinking back to the last day I had them both in my life, I still remember it like it was yesterday. I missed my alarm due to oversleeping because I was exhausted. Since I was running late, due to Zack (my son) staying out past his curfew, I asked my wife to wake him up. Missing that opportunity is still eating at me. The last chance I had to see my son I missed just so I could sit through traffic and hope to make it on time.<br/>The thought of that just brings anger, sadness, and regret all of which won't help me now. All that aside, I need to get to my new routine now so I can have a tomorrow.<br/><br/>"First things first... Cameras." Walking over the the panel of five cameras that are rotating throughout the campus, with ever change of the screen I have mini flash backs of all the student interactions I have over the past few years throughout the halls and parking lot. I have to recollect myself, I cant afford any mistakes. Drawing from my military background I knew a thing or two about keeping this place safe and secure. Doors and windows boarded up, locked, and barricaded. I only allowed one way in and one way out through a choke-point down a long hallway that was riddled with booby-traps, snares, and even a pit fall that I stashed a walker that wondered in.<br/><br/>After seeing that the cameras were clear, time for an indoor perimeter check. A quick run through of the second floor revels no damage done, so its time for the main floor. The main entrance is still holding strong. Peering into each classroom window from the hallway shows no change. Approaching the choke-point I hear a moan that was different that James's (my residential walker in a hole) I grip the Louisville a little tighter as I moved. As I became closer I noticed one of my snares had snagged the leg of a not-so-friendly intruder.<br/><br/>"Hey friend, you look like you are having a bad day." I say with a smile. The injured man, hanging upside down attempts to turn and focus on me. "<span style="color: #FF0000">Help me"</span>"Now hold on a second, before I go and do anything I'm going to regret, I've got a few questions for you." Looking at this man hanging up, instantly I can tell that this guy is up to no good. Having the white snake painted on his clothes and a dark look in his eyes, one of a soulless depth that no ritchious man would have. Looking at this man disgusts me. But maybe I can get some information, or at the very least some supplies.<br/><br/>"Now this is how this is going to work, Ill ask you questions, you answer with short answers unless I ask for more. I'm a little slow so lets keep it simple,OK? Oh and if you lie you die." "It's as simple as that. Do you understand?"