A cheap motel.

You drive to the outskirts of the city and chose a run down motel as your stop for the night. Finally you fall asleep for a few hours, but the first light of dawn wakes you up pretty quickly. Dreams of Sara haunt you, captured, tortured and alone.

The best plan seems still to make contact with others like you who have gone into hiding. But how do you manage that? What you need right now in any case are supplies. You get back into the car and drive to a big mall, where you should be able to get more or less anything you need: Food, electronics, clothes. Maybe it wouldn't even a bad idea to get some camping equipment, so you're not dependent on the infrastructure of the city. Then you immediatly laugh at yourself. This is not the zombie apocalypse. Neither the end of the world. You look around, and everything seems normal. People walking around, chatting, shopping, hurrying along.

You start to search for the things you need.