Search for food and goods by day sleep by night

You bundle up with old ragged coats and clothes for blankets throughout the chilled breeze blasted nights, mostly sleeping. But you wake up every twenty minutes or so to check to listen for anyone coming to get you. During the day you wander the bombed-out mostly abandoned city for food and goods. You are working your way through the houses south of the industrial area where you stay at. You have a dented up aluminum baseball bat for a weapon. You sneak into houses carefully. Trying the doors and windows for unlocked ones. Breaking in if you have to by prying windows open. You seldom encounter anyone, but you have been shot at. You break into the second story window of an old faded white house. Like so many of these houses, it smells rotten. Rotting human flesh. But this stench is not as bad and seems more recent. You clutch the bat carefully ready to strike out at anything that jumps at you. You find the body. A suicide, probably not more than six days ago. You pry the gun free from the dead fingers. It's a .38 and there are four rounds left in its chamber. Hell yes! You have wanted a gun for a long time. You search the whole house coming up with three cans of green beans a couple lighters and a nice leather coat along with a bag full of clothes that fit. You haul your findings back to the hole in the building where you live. It's not safe to hang in the suburbs too long.