"Alright, guys, let's move on out!" Al got in the ambulance with Kathy and started her up, driving off to the west, where he remembered the Radio Shack had been. The drive was uneventful, and quiet, the streets entirely empty of any of the noises of civilization. Occasionally there would be a body, one of the unlucky few who collapsed on the street and were left where they lay as the infrastructure dissolved around them. Most of them died at home, or at hospitals, like what Al had seen. The people were all dead, but the buildings were still standing. It was like the city had been hit by a neutron bomb.<br/><br/>The Radio Shack had its windows smashed, but it was relatively intact. In the last days of civilization, very few looters had needed cell phones and remote control cars, but they had torn the place apart looking for anything that could be used. Al stepped out of his vehicle and stared at it.<br/><br/>"Okay," he said. "There should be something in there we can use, but we might have to look for it."