Ben Watson, New York city.
The city was a complete mess around the time, Ben was up and running. His attire for that cold day was Blue jeans, a baggy black hoodie with a long sleeve Nike shirt underneath, a beanie, and some boots. He soon exited his house and looked out upon the chaos that roamed the streets. People killing each other and vandalizing property. Ben looked around in his garage grabbing his hunting shotgun and moved through his back alley.
"Aye, you." Ben turned to the voice of a bigger man with a baseball bat in hand and two of his friends on either side of him
"What do you want?" Ben raised his gun at the three men.
"We want that gun of yours. Either alive or dead it doe..." a blast from the shotgun rang out as Ben pulled the trigger shooting the man in the shoulder interrupting his talking.
"Now where was I? If you don't get up outta of here then I will make sure I kill all three of you." His southern accent was strong as he was from Texas. He felt like his experience in Law Enforcement would help him.
Grocery store 10:00 AM
As Ben slung picked up the backpack and carried it he came upon a local Wal-Mart being ransacked by people. He could hear screaming and yelling inside.
"All you better put the items down or you will be arrested!" A young-looking officer yelled out with his pistol drawn, the crowd looked hungry, for blood that was. Ben grabbed the officer from behind and told him to run as fast as he could. The officer named Wilson nodded to Ben and ran. Ben began to scavenge through the remains of the store. He picked up 4 water bottles and 2 boxes of protein bars.
"Damn looters."