[b]Three Towers Apartment Complex, 4th floor, 2nd room.
A few minutes earlier[/b]

After collecting himself and his thoughts. Ryan glanced down the short hallway that opened up into the main living room and open kitchen of his apartment unit. To his left, a closed door which he knew led into the bathroom. Further along and on the right, were two doors into two bedrooms, one his own, the other a spare. 
[i]Should probably get that room converted into something, perhaps have the wall knocked in and have a master size bedroom, sounds good.[/i]
His thoughts absently wandered as he cautiously, step after step made his way along the hallway. He would be a liar if he said he wasn't a little on edge right now, the thought that maybe something had somehow found a way into the apartment, was at the forefront of his mind now. Opening each door as he passed, he'd quickly peer in as he continued, next he found himself in the rather large, when compared with the hallway anyway main room of his apartment. 
[i]Nothing... nothing at all[/i]

Then hellfire rocked the earth, an explosion flared from the window but disappeared as quickly as it had come. 
"The fuck..." Ryan rushed towards the windows set along the outer wall of his apartment, he saw an attack helicopter, defiantly military from the looks of it. But his eyes didn't linger on it for long when he saw the destruction it had caused on the street below. Corpses littered the street outside the apartment. Ryan saw it all, the burnt husks of bodies, the stench of burnt flesh and the few that survived, now crawling along the pavement, leaving a trail of blood in their wake. At this moment, Ryan didn't know what to feel, how could he? But this was also a sign, the military was still here meaning there was a chance, a chance for something, he just had to survive until then...

[b]Three Towers Apartment Complex, 4th floor, 2nd room.
Present[/b]

[i]Just have to survive...[/i]
Turning to his apartment and away from the violent and bloody scene behind him on the streets. He was in full survival mode now. He moved around the apartment quickly and with purpose, he plugged the kitchen sink, bathroom sink and bath with a plug before turning each cold water tap on, sending torrents forth of water into the tubs. After all, he didn't know when the water would stop and he best have it now than never. There was a moment when the taps stopped sending forth their soon to be valuable nectar. He remembered that the apartment units in the tower were all connected to the same water supply, and with him using so much water at once would probably disrupt the supply to other apartments albeit temporarily. Waiting until each sink or bath was close to over spilling before he turned their respective taps off. He took a step back and reflected on the last few minutes, unaware of the worsening chaos below, he knew he had to get back down there though, help in someway. 
[i]Now to find that gun...[/i]