The rain gently tapped against the window, as I watched the trees grow rapidly in numbers. It was finally "Goodbye" Santa Fe, and "Hello" Oregon. I sighed, wondering if I'd ever see the sun again. "Danny, play with me". My younger brother asked, from the backseat. I looked back at him, as he meticulously shot at zombies on some random phone game. I smiled, "it looks like you are doing just fine by yourself". "Hey!" My dad bellowed out, "What did I tell you about playing those kinds of games Diego!". Diego grimaced as he was finally overwhelmed by the zombies, "See, I told you I needed you Danny!" I laughed, I guess everything is not too bad I thought to myself. Never knowing just how bad things were about to get...