Semper Fidelis
Jason had secured the house, making sure all the doors and widows were closed and locked. It wouldn't hold any intruders living or dead, but the sound of someone breaking in would give him time to react. Looking through the basket, he shook his head, letting out a small curse.
"Well shit..."
The chili would give him indigestion, the Spam and Ramen noodles were so high in sodium that he was going to have to watch his blood pressure. The Ramen... well he could eat the noodles and only put part of the seasoning in, save the rest for seasoning other food. The moon pies, Yoo-Hoo, and donuts were a real find. They needed no preparation and could be eaten on the go. He had gone ahead and eaten Spam, slicing it and cooking it up on his rocket stove. If only he had had some bread and mayo, it would have given him flashbacks of his childhood.
He now sat on the couch, relaxing for a bit before getting everything packed up and heading upstairs, setting his things into the master bedroom and checking his secondary exit, the window. The ground was soft below and he could make the jump if needed. He checked the rest of the house, from upstairs to cellar, checking the medicine cabinets for pills, the closets for weapons or useful clothes, and the basement for anything that could be there. Only when done did he go back to the first floor, spending some time setting up a couple of trip wires, and blocking off the stairs up, putting the table so that it blocked it off. Again, it wouldn't stop a living intruder, it would slow them down and giving him a chance to react. Only when done did he pull out a couple of pills, dry swallowing them.
The sheets on the bed smelled stale, but not moldy, it would do for the night. Before going to bed, he spent the time to unload, disassemble, clean, reassemble and load each firearm in turn. He hadn't fired any weapons today, but they had gotten wet, and it was best to keep things in peak condition when possible.