You live in Wirrawee with a small group of friends. Homer, Ellie, Kevin, Robyn, Lee, Fi, and Corrie. You all went to 'Hell', which was actually a beautiful part of the forest for a few days. You and Ellie woke up the sound of planes, but went back to sleep. After a few days, you all go back up to the normal road. You get to your house and immediately notice something off, everyone was gone. Your dogs were dead and the buckets of food and water left for them were moldy. Everyone looks horrified and you all explored your house, looking for a note, but found nothing. Homer was the first to speak up, despite usually being the one who wasn't the brightest. "Don't your parents care for the dogs like they're gods? Why the hell would they just leave 'em like this..?" He says. You didn't know, and did but didn't want to find out why. Suddenly, an explosion tore apart the front of your house, leaving you and the others in shock and in a bit of pain as debris falls on top of you and them.