Go into the apartment.
From Create Your Own Story
You step into the apartment, and find it a quaint little place. Mrs. Harrison is pouring two cups of tea, and she smiles at you when you enter. "Warm tea?" she asks. You nod, trying to be polite, and then Mr. Harrison pushes a few newspaper to one side of the couch and asks you to sit.
"You have family in the area?" He asks, as he picks up his tea cup and settles into a small chair opposite the couch. You shake your head no. "So, you're all alone here." You nod. "Have you called your family today?"
"No," you say. "Phones were out. I wouldn't want to worry them anyway over a storm and...well...riots, I guess."
"Not riots, son," he says quietly. "A sickness. Some sort of disease...or..."
"Viral infection," Mrs. Harrison interrupted, leaning over the couch to hand you a cup of tea. "Passed through any bodily fluid."
