*After some time, they come to an old, falling apart warehouse, surrounded by a barbed wired fence. The lock was rusted shut.*
"Ah....here we go..." Ronnie said, moving a piece of metal aside, they saw a large hole in the chain links. "Had to hide my entrance didnt I?" he said, letting them all go in first. He crawled through and dragged something in front of the hole again.
*Opens the main door*
"Well.....home sweet home. Like it?" he asked, leading them inside. In one corner there was a small stack of weapons, and in the other were two air matresses, one with dried blood stains, they assumed from his brother.