The crack of gunshots awoke Dan from his slumber. "Fuck what time is it?"
>3:24 am CST Earth / 19.126..34 23145e GT
Looking at the message Dan realized that the crazy things he had seen last night hadn't been imagined. The crack of another two gunshots, quickly made Zach jump up turn on a light and go to his window. Outside, people seemed to be running back and forth. A man with a pistol was popping off rounds left and right. Shocked, Dan took a few steps back from the window.
Turning around to the TV, Dan ran back to the couch and turned on the TV. The small piece of shit plasma TV turned on and Dan heard the emergency board cast system blaring over the speakers. Some bullshit repeating message stating people should remain indoors and await for emergency services. Flipping the channels, the same thing was on everything except for cartoon network, which was still boardcasting Adult Swim. "God Bless the Cartoon Network!"
Dan deciding that the new episode of Rick and Morty could wait, he checked his phone and saw that facebook, twitter, and everything else was exploding with videos and comments. Checking some of them, he saw basically people eating people. He even saw one where a couple of teenagers were shooting some guy in the legs, arms and chest but nothing was happening, then one with a One Direction T-shirt put an ax in the guy's head and he went down. Lots of high fiving and general stupidity occurs and then of course the One Direction kid says something.
"Fuck Tony, I just got a weird message."
"Yeah, what's it say?"
"3 GC and I can buy weapons with it."
"What the fuck? What do you mean you can buy weapons?"
As Dan watched, all of a sudden his phone stopped streaming and a little government symbol came up saying the site had been blocked. Switching around on the internet site after site was closed. "Fucking bastards! You would think those assholes we voted in would give us more information, not try to contain it." Dan went to his bedroom closet and opened up his gun safe. As a Texan, shooting had always been a hobby, and he had bought himself a Springfield XD9 with three extra clips. He had always loaded his clips with 7 bullets to keep the springs from wearing out. Now pulling out the ammo box, Dan loaded up his clips to full. Grabbing his tactical vest Dan loaded up and went back to the front of the apartment with his extra two boxes of bullets.
Looking at the door with a loaded weapon, it gave Dan time to think. What was going on with his mom and dad? What about his sister in California? Picking up his phone he tried to dial a couple of times only to find that all circuits were busy. Tapping his foot, he needed to do something. So he went back and grabbed his hunting pack and started putting whatever he thought he needed in it; clothes, asthma inhaler, soap, peanut butter, water bottle, couple of can goods, matches.
All of a sudden, Dan felt the entire building ramble as loud crash occurred, then screaming started. Going over to the window and peeking out, Dan saw the ass end of a truck had plowed into the apartment down below and an occasional flame came up onto Dan's balcony.
Going back to his pack he threw whatever else he could find in it and closed it up. Going to his front door Dan undid the deadbolt and lock and placed his hand on the knob. "Ok dipshit, you are going to go out there and go directly to your truck. You ain't going to help anyone, and you ain't going pick up anyone on your way to the ranch. Once there, you are going to buckle down and take care of yours." Taking a deep breathe Dan opened the door.