You dart around inside a house, panicking. Things seem to have been going downhill recently. You haven't seen your family since all of this insanity happened. Your friend sighs, brushing some cobwebs off the walls. He notices your panicked expression.

Friend : "Hey, you all good? I know things haven't been going well, but panicking won't help, y'know." He concludes, his brow furrowed.

He takes a bite out of the can of gelatinous goop that could hardly pass as edible.