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Seeing his cousin tell him he was enough, helped to calm him just a little bit. He almost felt like a child again, back when he was first learning about this side of his family. Running through any knowledge that may help him best help her in this type of situation. He needed a flashlight, something bright in the event she was outside of arm's reach,to help grab her attention. It would be similar to the silent alarms they install in their house. What else?

His mind kept racing, halfway listening to the news on the radio as they drove to Hannah's place. Nothing new had come on, but he was grateful for the task. For now it seemed that they would just repeat the same warnings periodically, urging people to stay indoors while reminding everyone of the curfew. Looting had already begun, not even a day in and people were on the streets vandalizing storefronts and taking what they could carry. What were they even trying to fix? There wasn't a known cure so what was the sense in robbing?