They rushed into the garage and got in the car but he’d forgotten the keys in the house. His date said, Now we’re dead. He couldn’t disagree

She says, Don’t play that music it makes me crazy and since he can’t read her body language he turns it much much louder. And she stabs him.

They stumble upon some brackish water and they drink. The muddy water tastes “like beer” one of them says. And so the fighting begins again.

The food left almost all of the guests indifferent. Except for one. But he was interested in the chef. You so failed the test, she told him.

The media was calling for tornadoes. The kids found that overly dramatic. They were used to tragic weather. And storms were old news already