LOGIN[Toilet detected. Original price: 315 dollars. Reward: 30 cubic feet of space.]
"Store." I pulled hard on the wrench one last time. The bolts snapped loose, and the toilet vanished right in front of me. Only a dark hole in the floor was left behind. I sat back on the bathroom tiles, breathing hard. Sweat ran down my face, and my arms were shaking. In my past life, I could lift a grown man and throw him over a wall. Ten years of fighting zombies made me strong. I looked down at my thin arms and soft hands. My skills came back with me, but this body is still too weak. I need to start training right away. Maple poked her nose through the doorway and sniffed the hole in the floor. She looked up at me like she was asking a question. "I know, girl." I wiped my forehead and stood up. "They think they can just walk in here and move in without lifting a finger? Dream on." I grabbed the wrench again. "I won't leave them a single screw." [Wash basin detected. Original price: 210 dollars. Reward: 21 cubic feet of space.] "Store." The sink disappeared. Water dripped from the broken pipe on the wall. I twisted the valve shut and moved on. The kitchen cabinets went next. Then the stove, the fridge, and the microwave. I pulled down the curtains and the curtain rods. I even took the doorknobs off the doors. My eyes landed on the light bulb above my head. [10-watt bulb detected. Original price: 6 dollars. Reward: 0 cubic feet of space.] I rolled my eyes. "Cheap. But I'm still taking it." "Store." The room went dark. [Time's up. Total space: 31,450 cubic feet.] I stood in the middle of the empty apartment. The walls were bare. The floors were scratched. Wires hung from the ceiling. It looked like a shell. A ghost of a home. Perfect. I picked up Maple's leash and clipped it to her collar. "Let's go, Maple," I said. "Time to move." --- Two hours later, Trent pushed open the front door with a big grin on his face. His fiancée, Kelsey, walked in right behind him, holding his arm. "Honey, look!" Trent spread his arms wide. "Our new home. Over twelve hundred square feet, right in the middle of downtown. We can move in today. Everything is ready." Kelsey stepped forward. Her smile slowly dropped. She looked at the empty living room. At the wires hanging from the ceiling. At the bare kitchen wall where the cabinets used to be. "Trent," she said slowly. "Are you kidding me?" "What?" Trent turned around. His mouth fell open. "*This* is what you call a fully furnished house?" Kelsey's voice got louder. She marched into the bathroom and screamed. "There's no toilet! There's just a hole in the floor!" Trent's face turned bright red. His hands curled into fists. "That witch Zora!" He yanked his phone out of his pocket. "I'm calling her right now. How dare she rip the house apart like this?" He pressed the phone to his ear. "The number you have dialed is currently busy or cannot be reached." Trent threw his phone against the wall. --- Far away from the city, I stood at the mouth of a dark tunnel cut into the side of a rocky hill. Thick trees surrounded the entrance. Vines crawled over the old concrete walls. The nearest town was over an hour away. "Miss Ashworth." The land agent, Mr. Hollis, pushed his glasses up his nose and looked at me strangely. "I have to ask. Why do you want to rent this old bunker? Nobody has used it in forty years." I kept my eyes on the tunnel. "I'm starting a business." "A business? Out here?" "Growing mushrooms," I said. "They like the dark." Mr. Hollis laughed nervously, but he didn't ask again. *The truth is, bunkers in the city will become zombie buffets. Too many people. Too many doors. When the dead come, they'll break in from every side.* This tunnel at Coldbrook Ridge is different. It's far away, deep in the rock, with only one way in. It's the perfect fortress. Mr. Hollis pulled a paper out of his folder and handed me a pen. "Please sign it now, Miss Ashworth." He smiled a little too widely. "But I have to warn you. Once you sign, there's no backing out. No refunds. Okay?" I could see it in his eyes. He thought I was a silly city girl wasting her money on a hole in a mountain. He thinks I'm a fool. But I won't bother warning him about what's coming. I signed my name quickly and handed the paper back. Ten years in the apocalypse taught me one thing. Never warn people who don't want to listen. Ignorant people will drag you down with them. Mr. Hollis tucked the paper away and hurried back to his car. In a minute, he was gone. I turned on my flashlight and walked into the tunnel. Maple stayed close beside me, her ears up. The air was cool and damp. Our footsteps echoed off the stone walls. After a few minutes, I heard something. Drip. Drip. Drip. I followed the sound around a corner and stopped. A small stream of clear water ran out of a crack in the rock wall. It gathered in a little stone pool on the ground. I knelt down and cupped some in my hands. It was ice-cold and clean. "Natural spring water," I whispered. My heart jumped. "And it doesn't come from the city." When the city water gets poisoned, people will kill each other for one bottle. This is a priceless treasure. I stood up and shined my flashlight along the wall. Old wires ran across the ceiling. A rusty metal box hung near the next corner, covered in dust. I wiped it off with my sleeve and smiled. Once I get a generator, I can easily bring power back to this whole bunker."$1.4m," the bank manager said. He slid a paper across the desk toward me. "That's the highest we can offer for your property, Miss Ashworth." I looked down at the number. *My two-million-dollar apartment, and they'll only give me one point four.* "There's one more thing." He tapped the bottom of the page. "This is a short-term loan. You'll need to pay back one point eight million within seven days. If you don't, the bank will take the property." "Seven days?" I asked. "Seven days." He nodded. "Do you still want to go ahead?" I picked up the pen and signed without even blinking. *Time is short anyway. And I won't pay back a single cent.* "Pleasure doing business with you," the manager said, shaking my hand. As I walked out of the bank, I almost laughed. *In seven days, the bank will come knocking on the apartment door. And who will they find living there? Dad, Lorraine, and Trent. Let them deal with it.* --- That first loan opened the door. For the rest of the day, I went
"Rent is seven hundred fifty dollars a month," the old woman said. She folded her arms across her chest. "Three months up front. Plus one extra month as a security deposit."I looked past her at the farmhouse. The white paint was peeling. The porch steps were crooked. But behind it stood a huge red barn with wide double doors, big enough to fit two trucks inside.That barn is exactly what I need."Mrs. Garrity," I said politely, "I'll pay you eight hundred fifty. But only for one month, and no deposit."She squinted at me. "One month? What do you need my farm for one month?""I just need it as a temporary warehouse.""No way." She shook her head hard. "Three months or nothing.""Then I'll look somewhere else." I turned and started walking back toward my car. Maple followed close behind me.One step. Two steps. Three steps."All right, all right!" Mrs. Garrity called after me. "Eight fifty it is!"I stopped and turned around with a small smile."Just don't mess up the place," she grumb
I walked out of the tunnel and blinked in the bright afternoon sun. Maple trotted ahead of me, sniffing the dry grass.Around the entrance stood an old chain-link fence. Most of it was rusty. Some parts leaned sideways, and other parts had fallen flat on the ground.I touched one of the metal posts. It was still solid, buried deep in the dirt."If I rebuild this fence and electrify it," I said slowly, "my defense will shoot through the roof."Maple looked up at me and barked once."You agree?" I smiled. "It's worth a try."Ding.The blue light flashed in front of my eyes again.[System alert. Base Fortification Mission activated.][Rewards depend on defense upgrades.][Apocalypse countdown: 14 days.]My chest tightened. Seeing the number in front of me made it real.Fourteen days. That was all the time I had left to get ready.Ding.[One base guard dog detected.]I froze. My eyes moved down to Maple.[Reward: Combat strength and physical power multiplied by 80.]Before I could say a w
[Toilet detected. Original price: 315 dollars. Reward: 30 cubic feet of space.]"Store."I pulled hard on the wrench one last time. The bolts snapped loose, and the toilet vanished right in front of me. Only a dark hole in the floor was left behind.I sat back on the bathroom tiles, breathing hard. Sweat ran down my face, and my arms were shaking.In my past life, I could lift a grown man and throw him over a wall. Ten years of fighting zombies made me strong.I looked down at my thin arms and soft hands.My skills came back with me, but this body is still too weak. I need to start training right away.Maple poked her nose through the doorway and sniffed the hole in the floor. She looked up at me like she was asking a question."I know, girl." I wiped my forehead and stood up. "They think they can just walk in here and move in without lifting a finger? Dream on."I grabbed the wrench again."I won't leave them a single screw."[Wash basin detected. Original price: 210 dollars. Reward:
Ding.My phone buzzed in my hand. I looked down at the screen.*You have received an incoming wire transfer of USD 2,000,000 to your account ending in 4817.*Two million dollars. Every cent my family had saved for thirty years now sat in my bank account."There," Dad said. He tucked his checkbook back into his jacket and glared at me across the table at Mr. Pruitt's office. "The money is yours. Now sign the transfer papers.""I can't," I said calmly. "The county recorder's office is closed today. I'll help with the transfer once it opens again."Dad's face twisted. He opened his mouth to argue, but Lorraine touched his arm."Fine, fine," she said with her fake, sweet smile. "We trust you, Zora. You're family."*Family.* The word made my stomach turn."I've paid you," Dad said. He stood up and pointed at the door. "Now get back to the apartment and move all your junk out. Trent is bringing his fiancée over this afternoon to look around."Trent leaned back in his chair with his arms cro
"Zora! Are you even listening to me?"The loud voice cut through my head like a knife. I blinked hard. My grandmother stood in front of me, her finger pointed at my face. Her cheeks were red with anger.I looked around. This was my living room, the same gray couch, the same white curtains. My eyes moved to the calendar on the wall.October 3rd.My heart started to pound. Two weeks before the apocalypse. Two weeks before the world ended.I died. I remember it. The zombies tore into me, and the pain was everywhere. How am I back here?"Zora!" Grandma Ashworth slapped the coffee table. "Don't just sit there like a statue!""Mom, calm down." My father, Gordon, rubbed his forehead. "She heard you.""Did she?" Grandma folded her arms. "Your stepmother has treated you like her own daughter for fifteen years. Your brother just got a new job downtown. The whole family is moving to Pittsburgh. This apartment is perfect for us. And you dare to refuse?"My stepmother, Lorraine, moved closer and p