Marty coughs softly and looks at the group "alrit. No power is no big" He shrugs "rolling black out or so fucktard run into a pole and severed a line." He gets a smirk and ambles to the door, looking out a moment "wait...oh no! It's....ZOMBIES" He shrieks and pretends to be pulled outside by some unseen force, leaving the door banging open.<br/><br/>A few seconds later, his chuckling can be heard "Geez hester, it's just a black out. and clearly I need to teach you about charging a battery...." He reappears and moves to the kitchen. "There's a charged flashlight back here. I keep it next to the sink."<br/><br/>Hester can hear him rummaging around and finally he holds it up. He flicks a switch and...nothing. Marty frowns and shakes it "yea, have some birthday candles in the cake next to you" He points to the counter "Amber's turning six. I'm to damned young to be a grampy to a 6yr old" He grumbles as he fumbles for matches