Leaving the library with two books titled "Broad casting for Dummies" and "Electrical Engineering 101-102" Trent began heading to the roof. "That damn sun is messing with these circuits... I gotta get this fixed before I can broadcast again." Sitting just inside the doorway  to the roof access he began thumbing through the books, looking for anything that might help decode this technical issue. Grabbing the large black umbrella and crossing the threshold into the sweltering heat, Trent makes his way to the radio tower access panel and opens the door. Securing the umbrella to the tower via zip-ties, he frees up his hands and begins looking for the possible issue that had rendered him silent to the outside world.<br/><br/>After only a few minutes, even being in the shade of the umbrella, the heat began to make Trent sweat buckets. Looking over the panel, nothing stands out as being a problem, opening the "for dummies" book on the first page three or four lines down it said "Be sure to check all fuses". Looking along the left side one fuse is a darker shade of blue than the rest. Pulling it out he sees that the fuse is blown. In the bottom of access panel there is a small wooden box labeled "FUSES" "Well that was easy!" Trent says with a smile. Opening the box there is only one fuse left. The size he needs is a 40, and the size he has is a 35. The smile quickly fades away.<br/><br/>Unsure of what would happen if he replaced the fuse with a smaller size, he referenced the book. After several pages of flipping through in hopes of finding an answer, the frustration over comes him. Throwing the book at the panel and letting out a scream of anger, he takes a moment to regain his composure and picks up the book. The way in which the book landed it just so happened to be on the page he needed.<br/><br/>After scanning the following pages, he says "So basically, I need to take one from here and put it there, and put this lower amp in the one I took out." So pulling out the fuse from a "non-critical" circuit, and put it in the one that blue and put in the spare fuse in the one i removed. "Easy!" he said, wiping the sweat from his brow.<br/><br/>Grabbing the books and the umbrella, Trent made his way down to the principal's office where he had the essentials. Sitting down at the desk, he wheeled up to the C.B. radio that he found about a week ago in the storage unit in the basement. He was only able to make two broadcasts before things went dark due to the fuse. He picks up the mic and says to himself, "I hope this works!"<br/><br/>Turning the nob slowly, the green light turns on, followed by the crackling of static. "So far so good,lets hope it holds!" Holding the mic, and squeezing the trigger to talk, he begins."I've been off the air with some technical difficulties, but they are holding out for the time being, so before things get bad here is what the situation is. We've got walkers everywhere, different gangs fighting for control, and then there are the people who are just trying to survive. My message is for you, I have a location that is holding strong against the bad guys out there. I've got food, some water, and other supplies that can be of a benefit to all. There are conditions and rules that apply if you wish to enter. But if you're human, sane, and have a heart that is still beating I welcome you. The location I am at is; Martin Luther King, Jr. Educational Campus. It is a five-story public school facility at 122 Amsterdam Avenue between West 65th and 66th Streets in the Lincoln Square neighborhood of Manhattan. If you don't know where that is, its near Lincoln Center. If you want to make the trip, be ready to pass some tests. If you're honest, then we wont have issues. My name is Mr. White. And I want to survive."