Eric walks through an abandoned grocery store, the lights that haven't burned out flickering loudly as he rummages through the mostly empty shelves. Like the few others that haven't bugged out yet, he's scavanging.<br/><br/>A brown jar on the floor catches his attention. He picks it up; a jar of chunky peanut butter. He slips the jar into his Messenger bag with a smile, and that is when he heard the noise from behind. He freezes completly, for he knows any foolish movement now would be his last. He acts fast, spinning around fast, camera in hand as he snaps a picture. The beast recoils at the bright flash, which gives Eric the two seconds he needs to run like hell out of the store and into the car-clogged streets.<br/><br/>Safe haven isn't far, so he runs as fast as he can over parked cars, knowing the beast will be hot on his heels in a matter of seconds in search of it's meal.<br/><br/>Eric finds refuge in the back of an old news van just as he hears a part of the grocery store wall explode outwards as the beast exits the building, and runs off in the opposite direction. Eric sighs with releif as he pops the lid off the peanut butter jar and takes a hefty portion out with his endex and middle finger. He greedaly licks his digets clean...