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Chapter 44 — She sees him again
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2026-06-03 07:35:50Attraction is badly timed as a survival event.
Maya has always suspected this. The old world proved it repeatedly with office romances, dating apps, and men who thought “emotionally unavailable” was a personality type instead of a warning label.
The new world is worse.
In the new world, attraction arrives carrying an axe, giving accurate route information, and making inconveniently ethical decisions in traffic.
Maya spots Eli at the service entrance of
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Dead Weight Chapter 46 - The Base. For real this time.
Maya establishes the warehouse as a survivor base by confiscating a tin of peaches.This is not how societies are supposed to begin, probably, but societies have historically made worse choices with better stationery.Aaron has been in the warehouse for fourteen hours and is already testing the boundaries with the kind of confidence that makes him think “I was hungry” is both explanation and legal defense. He stands by the food shelves with the tin in one hand, a spoon in the other, and an expression caught halfway between apology and negotiation.Maya looks at him.Then at the peaches.Then back at him.“No.”Aaron blinks. “I was just—”“No.”“I haven’t eaten since—”“Everyone hasn’t eaten since something.” She holds out her hand. “Tin.”Sam, sitting cross-legged near the inventory crates, goes very still. Nora watches from the water station with one eyebrow raised. Ben clutches Gerald the dying plant agai
Dead Weight Chapter 45 — Undercounted
Maya loads her bag harder than necessary. They finish in six minutes.Efficient division. No duplicated effort. No territorial nonsense. Eli gives her half the sugar without being asked. She gives him two packs of spaghetti because he spotted them first and because apparently she has become someone who recognizes fairness while looting a food depot.Outside, the dead nurse has made it halfway down the alley.Eli shifts his axe. Maya lifts the crowbar.“I’ve got left,” she says.“I’ve got right.”There is only one dead.They both pause.Then Maya says, “Fine. You take the moral high ground. I’ll take the knees.”This time he does smile. Small. Brief. Devastatingly unhelpful.They dispatch the dead in three movements. His axe, her crowbar, no wasted sound. The body drops beside a bin with a soft finality.Eli wipes the axe head on the nurse’s trouser leg.Maya does not like how much she likes the lack
Dead Weight Chapter 44 — She sees him again
Attraction is badly timed as a survival event.Maya has always suspected this. The old world proved it repeatedly with office romances, dating apps, and men who thought “emotionally unavailable” was a personality type instead of a warning label.The new world is worse.In the new world, attraction arrives carrying an axe, giving accurate route information, and making inconveniently ethical decisions in traffic.Maya spots Eli at the service entrance of a wholesale grocery distribution depot four streets from the warehouse, because apparently the universe has developed a taste for poor scheduling.She is there for dry goods—pasta, lentils, soybeans, powdered milk— and anything sealed well enough to survive both long storage and human stupidity. The depot sits behind a supermarket already picked clean at the front, but she had marked the rear delivery access weeks ago. Low visibility. Good locks. Likely overlooked by panic buy
Dead Weight Chapter 43— Group project, end-times edition
Four people live in the warehouse now.Maya hates that sentence.Not because she hates the people. That would be cleaner. Hating people gives you options. You can avoid them, reject them, or make a small note beside their name that says do not give access to sharp objects or emotional leverage.No, the problem is worse. They are all understandable.Sam is out of quarantine. His fever never came and his biggest symptom appeared to be apologizing to furniture. He is twenty-two, terrified, and so grateful Maya keeps wanting to put a bucket over his head for both their safety.Then came Nora and Ben.Nora is thirty-ish, former primary school teacher, practical once the crying stops. Which takes less time than Maya expected and more time than Nora wants. Ben is twelve, silent, watchful, carrying a backpack with three comic books, one inhaler, and a plastic dinosaur he has not mentioned but checks every hour.They arrived at dawn after trig
Dead Weight Chapter 42 — The man who stopped
Helping strangers is bad tactics.Maya has this written down in several places. Unknown person equals unknown exposure, unknown loyalties, unknown needs, unknown capacity to become your problem with shoes.And yet, at 10:42 a.m. on Day Three, she crouches behind a delivery van with peeling bakery decals and watches a man ruin a perfectly survivable route for someone he does not know.The street ahead is half-blocked by a bus that has mounted the kerb and given up with its doors open. Two dead drift near the front wheels. A third bumps against the bus shelter, forehead making a soft, stupid tap against the glass every few seconds.Tap. Pause. Tap.Maya is here for the outdoor supply shop on Calder Street. In the first timeline it stayed intact until Day Five. Nobody in the first forty-eight hours thought, You know what will matter once indoor plumbing becomes a rumor? Waterproof socks.Their loss. Her gain.She is about to cross when s
Dead Weight Chapter 41 — Occupancy: one and a half
A base is just a building until you start arguing with it.The warehouse has opinions. The front door wants reinforcing. The roof leaks in one corner with smug persistence. The loading bay is strong but loud, which makes it less an entrance and more a dinner bell with hinges.Maya takes notes.She establishes systems because systems are what keep panic from using your toothbrush.Water goes in three places. Main supply at the rear wall. Emergency supply in the upstairs office. Hidden supply behind the false panel near the loading bay, because first timelines teach a girl things.Food splits into daily, reserve, and absolutely-not-unless-bleeding categories. Medical gets labelled properly on the inside and lied about on the outside.Gerald, the mostly dead plant, remains on top of the filing cabinet."Morale officer," Maya tells LUS.Plant viability remains critically low."So does morale. He's relatable."
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