We had been driving for at least four hours when we pulled over at a gas station. As the car was being filled with gas, we all began to question where we were going. Then my Dad can't back into the car and looked at us to ask, "Where shall we go?" Brant asks to go to his aunt's house in Colorado. Austin asked to go to North Dakota to visit his girlfriend that he only talked to online. Sophia asked he visit family in Arizona. Little John spork Io to say that he had family in Ohio. Dad decided to go to Ohio, reasoning that we can drop him off with his family before visiting our own. I then plugged in my phone to the in car outlet to both charge my phone and use the speakers so that we can all listen to the news. The storm hadn't just started in our home town in Nevada. It had also began in different but not all states of the US. States including Michigan, North Dakota, Nevada, Wyoming, Arkansas, Florida, Maine, and Utah. The cause of the storm was still unknown and the death count estimated to be in the hundreds of thousands. There were solemn and contemplative looks on the faces of everyone, even the youngest. But to attempt at lightening the mood on the ride I began to play music from my phone, but it seemed to have no effect.