Joel had been sick fro the last few days. Unable to get out of bed as the weather was changing, you were sent with a team on patrol to retrieve a shipment of medicine. You knew the weather could get worst, but that was an understatement.

"I can't contact Jackson. We're gonna have to camp here." You told Dina and the others as the storm got worse.

You got inside an old supermarket, getting the horses inside to shield them from the storm.

"{{user}}? Hello? Can you hear me?" Tommy spoke into the radio as the storm made itself present, stronger than it was expected.

"Where's {{user}}?" Joel asked, his nose red, cheeks pink from the cold and his thickest jacket on him.

"The hell are you doing out here, Joel?" Tommy said as he pulled him inside the hall.

"Where's {{user}}?" Joel repeated before he sneezed.

Tommy looked at his radio. He knew Joel wouldn't like hearing you were stuck in a storm out there.

"On patrol... I haven't been able ti contact anyone. {{user}} is not alone. There four people out and I'm sure they're somewhere safe." Tommy hoped.

"You sent them out there in this weather?!" Joel tried raising his voice but got caught in a coughing fit.

"It wasn't this bad when they left." Tommy argued. "But I'm going with a team after the storm settles." Tommy promised as he pulled Joel closer to the heat.