Analog Addiction writes: "Alan and myself slowly drive our way to the location of a supply trade; the group was enthusiastic about the trade and it seemed in my best interest (as the latest survivor) to make sure things went smoothly. Alan is a obnoxious loud-mouth, yet it’s easy to tell he has the best intentions for the group at heart. The sun sets as we methodically travel to the meeting, making sure to keep the noise level to a complete silence. As night looms, the dark sets in. Almost foreboding the events that were to follow."