Shelter in the two story building.
From Create Your Own Story
You step into the back room of what seems to be some sort of electronics store. The back room is small, filled with shelves which are in turn filled with boxes, and a small wooden door that leads to the front of the store. You peak out the door and see that the shop is empty, but just out front in the street, several cars sit in the rain with their doors open and emergency flashers still going. Headlights cut through the rain, but there doesn't seem to be anyone near by. For a moment, you think of sneaking out and taking a car, but where would you drive? What if it's a gridlock of abandoned vehicles out there? You shut the door and turn a little deadbolt, figuring if you stay quiet, you might be able to get a few hours sleep in the back room.
Alisha locks up the backdoor tight, while Samantha slumps to the floor, her back to the wall, her face in her hands, softly crying. Alisha sits down next to the girl and wraps an arm around her, and you fish three bottles of water from your backpack and pass them out.
"Those poor people," Sam mutters through her tears. "Those poor poor people."
