The banging suddenly stopped. Shawn still leaned against the door wondering if the man had left or not. Crack! The window suddenly broke. "Get outta my cabin!" Shawn ran over to the window and sliced his knife at the man's hand. He screamed and jumped back. The mist was now creeping through the window's opening. Shawn's heart started to race, they were no trapped in a cabin, surrounded by some mysterious black smoke that turned people into homicidal maniacs, one of which was trying to break in. Now both the smoke and the man were making their way in.<br/><br/>He thought about how the world had changed. If none of this was happening, he'd be at home trying to get homework done, while his father would yell drunken slurs at his sister. He hated his father, but it was much preferred to the current situation. He looked at his sister claire, and she was crying now. He looked at her and said, "cover you mouth with something. Grab a you jacket and put it to your mouth."<br/><br/>He then went to grab a nearby rag and shoved it against his face, anything to not feel that pain again. Holding his knife out, he tried to figure out what the next move would be.