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I Promised To Protect My Brother In the Apocalypse. 25
“True,” Adrian and Noah chorused together, staring at me in shock while Tessa sat between us, looking thoroughly confused.“Could they be the exact same person?” Adrian mused, stroking his jaw.I wondered the same thing. Could the Amadon who runs the school basement shelter be the same Amadon Madam Rosella mentioned? If Lyla had been planning to take us to him all along, even after hearing Rosella's guards talk about taking Noah to 'the Temple,' we would have been led straight to our deaths.“How do we even know why they wanted Noah in the first place?” I asked, frustration lacing my voice.“I don't know,” Adrian admitted, looking over at Noah, who looked just as baffled. “But seeing as no one is actively hunting us right now, maybe they don't need him anymore.”I gave a slow nod, my chest unclenching slightly.“True,” Tessa added, offering a soft smile. “If they really needed him, wouldn't they have put a bounty on his head or sent guards out searching the streets?”True, I thought,
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“The thing is...” Tessa began, staring down at her trembling, dirt-caked hands. “I was told to satisfy them if I wanted to survive... so I did.” I squinted my eyes in confusion. “What do you mean by that?” “Well... um...” She stammered, casting a quick, embarrassed glance at Adrian, who respectfully turned his face toward the dark wall. “Let's just say... I was forced to exchange my body for a safe place to sleep.” I remained quiet, a heavy silence settling over the cellar. I studied her face. Tessa didn't look like someone who had enjoyed a single second of her life in this apocalypse. Her dark hair was matted with dust, her lips were cracked and pale, and under her frayed, oversized sweater, a small, distinct swell curved at her waistline, a faint bump confirming her pregnancy. She couldn't have been much older than a university student. “How old are you?” I asked softly. She offered a small, awkward smile. “I’m twenty-two.” She was exploited, I realized, a sickening weight d
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I didn't realize when I finally fell asleep, but when my eyes opened, only Noah was beside me, staring down at me with deep worry in his eyes. “Adrian hasn't returned yet,” he whispered, his voice trembling. I swallowed hard, pushing down the painful lump in my throat. “Let's go find him.” Noah gave a quick nod. I didn't bother carrying our heavy backpacks, I just needed to see if Adrian was still alive. I opened the iron hatch, helped Noah up through the chute, and scrambled out after him. When we stepped onto the street, blood was splattered across the ruined concrete. I swallowed hard, feeling Noah’s small grip tighten around my fingers until his knuckles turned white. We walked slowly down the empty avenue, unsure of which direction to search. We just stood there in the quiet morning air, looking around frantically. “E... Lara,” Noah choked out, his voice shaking as he pointed toward the corner we had sprinted past yesterday. I turned….and my heart stopped. Sitting on th
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“Just run!” Adrian shouted over the rising din. I didn't hesitate. We sprinted down the middle of the avenue with everything we had left. Up ahead, I could see two crimson figures gliding toward us, pursuing a woman who was screaming as she ran for her life. Behind us, more Red Ones were closing the distance. We were completely surrounded, there was no turning back. As we reached the crumbling brick building, Adrian scooped Noah up onto his back, grabbed my hand, and dragged me toward a narrow side alcove I hadn't noticed before. Behind us, the woman's desperate cries grew deafeningly close, which meant the monsters were right on her heels. Adrian yanked open a rusted iron hatch set into the concrete floor, shoved Noah down inside, and pushed me in after him. But just as Adrian prepared to drop into the cellar himself, a blood-curdling scream pierced the air right outside the doorway. “AHHHHH! HELP ME!” Adrian paused at the edge of the hatch, looking down at me with grim eyes. H
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Our backpacks were gone, left behind in Marcus’s shelter. We were empty-handed, destitute, and exhausted, with nothing to our names except the clothes on our backs, a few scratches, and the faint hope that the tiny disk in Adrian's pocket held the key to our survival. We waited in the dark cellar for a long time, unsure if the Red Hour was truly over since Adrian had lost his watch back at Marcus’s shelter. I must have slept through part of the wait, because when my eyes opened, a thin ray of morning sunlight hit my face. I looked up to see that Adrian had unlatched the wooden hatch above, morning had arrived. “Phew...” I stretched my sore muscles before sitting up. Beside me, Noah was already awake, rubbing his eyes. “Noah, how are you feeling?” I asked softly. He gave a small nod. “I’m okay.” “Adrian, we don't have any bags or supplies,” I said, worry lacing my voice as I looked around the empty bunker. “We don't even know where the nearest convenience store is located. How ar
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I reached out into the dark interior of the iron chest, my trembling fingers brushing against the shoulder of a curled-up figure. The person flinched, turning around slowly in the dim light. My eyes widened in utter disbelief. It was Adrian. “Adrian!” I gasped. He stared back at me, his eyes wide with equal shock, just as a deafening bang echoed down the cellar from the trapdoor above. Adrian scrambled out of the container, but before he could say a word, I pointed frantically toward the far corner where Noah lay unconscious, then at the rattling hatch in the ceiling. The heavy wooden door was bending under violent strikes from above. Adrian looked at me, then at the hatch, and finally back at Noah. “Gather everything heavy in this room,” Adrian ordered, his voice grim. “We’re barricading the door.” A tearful smile broke across my face as I nodded eagerly. I couldn't explain the overwhelming relief and joy surging through my chest. I had been terrified that we would never
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