Lyle couldn't believe their luck! The pantry was filled with untouched goodies: cookies, chips, cereals, candies, even cups of instant noodles (though some hot water would be nice). Most of the houses in the neighborhood were picked clean, making it difficult for him and his group to scrounge for food. They've come to know the feeling of hunger as an everyday presence and had forgotten what it's like to have their bellies full.
Such a luxury could never be achieved when most people turned into man-eating monsters, leaving survivors to fight each other for food.
Just as Lyle was about to call for the rest of his group, a tall figure appeared in the doorway, shining a light into the other's face.
"Ow! Hey! Watch where you're pointing that thing!" Lyle complained, rubbing his eyes.
"Sorry…" the figure replied, shining his flashlight away from Lyle's sore peepers. Mason shuffled forward, taking in the pantry full of