One eye shot open as a faint grumble exited the sleeping messes lips only to be followed by a right hand moving across it and through his hair before he yawned loudly. With several blinks to focus his eyesight the male rose out of bed and into a sitting position: What day was it, hell what time was it the man wondered as he sighed softly before retrieving a cigarette from his nightstand quickly lighting it and taking a deep breath. Smoke shortly followed from his mouth and nostrils as he looked to his desk across the room, his cell phone was blinking like mad with notifications which in turn caused his eye brow to cock up with curiosity. No one ever tried to contact him ever, and now his phone looked like the DOW jones list. He quickly rose out of his bed and made his way across the room and picked it up before pondering what he would read and hear in voicemail. With a sullen sigh he clicked the unlock button and ruffled the back of his hair as he called his voicemail and played it on speaker phone.<br/><br/>"Jonny it's mom, I texted you twice but you never responded you need to stop staying up so late its bad for your health. Anyway sweetie we won't be making it into town there seems to be some sort of-<br/><br/>Ma'am please surrender your cellular device you and your husband are under de-cam~"<br/><br/>and after that the message went silent causing Jonny to looked around with a baffled face as he sighed once more opening his text messages, he had quite a few. Two from his mother, A couple from his friends in classes, and then his eyes stopped on one specific that read 'I'm scared' He chuckled some and sighed smoke as he pushed his cigarette into the ash tray making his way to his closet quickly changing and turning on his television.<br/><br/>His eyes arched as he didn't have a signal he looked around and allowed another sigh as he put a cigarette to his lips once more before grabbing his keys and making his way for the door, might as well head into town now then. He opened the door and the back of his hairs stood on his neck. Not even his million dollar house felt safe anymore. It had dawned on him that something was indeed wrong just from what his phone had told him. Of course he could do without his parents he would just inherit their money but his friends? This was a different story and he had no idea how to answer.<br/><br/>Perhaps a walk? He nodded and moved to his garage opening it slowly and retrieving a black back-pack from the wall and exiting once more as it closed behind him. The backpacks contents were a secret to everyone except Jonny but that is the way he liked it. Slowly he walked down the streets of the neighborhood he lived in, the residence of the gated community were annoying, he hated it here although something caught his eye as he turned his head to the right. A sight that confused him once more why would all of their garages be open and their multi-million dollar cars be gone, and not just one house but several of them were. He took a long drag on his cigarette before turning and walking once more. He wasn't far from downtown and that's always where he would go to clear his mind. Of course today seemed to be filling it more then clearing it.<br/><br/>Needless to say Jonny hadn't been paying much more attention to his surroundings (Abandoned buildings and cars lining the street were a big thing he missed) and finally he had reached his first destination; a small corner store in the big city one of which you couldn't miss because of the vending machine that was chained to the wall outside. He slid his three quarters into the machine and selected his favorite soda of which popped out, quickly he grabbed it and opened the can taking three large gulps before noticing the sign on the door 'Closed until further notice' his eyes narrowed as he looked around. No one was on the streets which caused a bit of tension in his gut as he finally let out a scream followed by<strong>"What the hell is going on here!?"</strong>[/b] there was no response which caused him to sigh as he took a seat next to the vending machine lighting another cigarette. He was almost out and needed a new pack.<br/><br/>Thankfully there was another pack in his backpack but that was for emergencies only. He allowed a sigh of smoke to exit his lips as he looked at his phone. No signal another odd occurrence in his day.