(OOC) A blank screen. That was how the video ended, and Taylor felt there should've been much more. It had been out for only minutes, but the noise of shouting and yelling outside the shop was escalating. Taylor could see people leaving their homes, though she figured the ones on the street would be the ones who didn't know what was coming. Within minutes, the floods of people leaving their homes would prompt the police into action. Of course, they'd have no chance of standing up to that many people, and soon the police would be useless to stop the people from attempting to flee the city. The looting could begin within hours, and not many people would be able to get very far with all the traffic that would soon be flooding the streets. Taylor instinctively walked downstairs to where her father should be, sleeping closer to the wares in case of potential thieves, when she remembered he was out of town on an exhibition. The best timing ever, as usual, Taylor thought, and allowed herself an inward chuckle that she knew was completely inappropriate for the situation. The city wouldn't be safe, and yet she couldn't just drive out. By the time the police were in a state where they wouldn't stop her, driving around with a car full of supplies and whatever of her father's merchandise she could carry would be a prime target for anyone with the smarts to know they'd need supplies and the lack of morals to hurt her to get them. Plan B. Taylor's dad was smart enough to know that, should something catastrophic ever happen, a store labeled Weapons, Armors, and Material Goods would be one of the first places to be looted, whether he was occupying it or not. He kept most of his valuable tools and the swords he would never sell in a camper's backpack behind the counter, along with food and water for a couple days. Taylor grabbed the pack and hoisted it onto her shoulders. It was heavier than she expected, but she couldn't waste time trying to lighten it. The sounds of shattering glass had already begun, and the whine of police sirens made it clear there wouldn't be much time before everything went crazy. She took the back exit to the street and started on her way to the subway tunnels, where she would get as close as possible to the edge of the city while being as far from the danger as possible. This is gonna suck.