LOGINThe place was very noisy which was getting really annoying. Like too annoying.
"We should've stayed in the hotel" I scoffed as I adjusted myself on the floor."Yeah right... We would've ran out of food and supplies " Elise said and she was making so much sense it was getting more annoying."If you keep staring at them you'll definitely freak them out" Jake said which made my heart nearly leave my body because of how close he was to me."I'm just looking at thier faces Incase one of them looks sick yunno" I shrugged"Yeah well you have to me more worried about getting robbed, raped, kidna...""Hey ! Thanks alot I feel so much better now"I rolled my eyes and he chuckled.I watched as the workers passed around food in plastic bags for us to eat and my stomach grumbled happily"You must be really hungry" Elise said beside me "I'm so hungry too""Yeah.... I'm really hungry" I took the plastic bag from the worker and thanks her as I opened it. There was a bottle of water ,a sandwich, and some cookies. At least it's still food.I chewed it happily as I looked around the room. The place was jam packed and kind of stuffy. I noticed all the armed men around looking sternly for a sick person. I just hope they don't use the guns again." Attention everyone" one the armed men said as he stepped forward "we have an announcement from the national tv quiet down so we can all hear the announcement" the place suddenly quieted down as we all waited for the broadcast to be played.The broadcast played and the only thing I could pick was that the island was in a state of emergency and everyone should stay indoors and avoid contact with the infected. I mean I'm sure everyone knows this already."So the island is in the state of emergency which means... No planes?" Elise asked panicked."Well I guess""Then how the fuck are we supposed to get of this island" Elise asked"I don't know ok.... We'll have to find another way""What about boats" Jake said I swear I keep forgetting there's someone like him ."or ships""Yeah... You're right... We need to get to the ships" Elise said with a lot of hope."Elise darling... How do you suppose we do that huh?" I said "the road is swamped with sick people who are hunting for our flesh and ... No service to call our parents at the moment and.... We can't even operate it""Yeah .... You're right we're fucked" she said with her mouth full."Um..... It's not good to talk with your mouth full" a small voice said behind us. I turned and saw a little girl with red hair and light brown eyes looking at Elise with a disapproving look."Huh?" Elise said obviously taken aback."My pops said you'll choke" the girl said as she tucked her hair behind her ears."And your pops is right it's not good" I said with my mouth full too ."Your mouth is full too" the girl said and Elise chuckled."What's your name?" I asked immediately I finished chewing. She was about to answer as I hear a voice"Lena! " The little girl jumped a little as she turned to look at the person who screamed. I also turned and saw a tall fine boy who looked exactly like her well except for thier hair. His hair was brown and he was well.... Fine."Lester" the girl said as she smiled innocently."I told you to stay close to me " he eyed her and she shrugged."I was playing" the girl said. He sighed and looked our way ."I'm so sorry hope she wasn't bothering y'all" he smiled."Oh no she wasn't" I smiled back and he nodded."I'm Lester and this is Lena" he pointed to the little girl."I'm Ethel ,this is Elise and this is Jake" I smiled"Where are you guys from" Lena asked."New York" I said and she nodded."We're from Canada" she grinned. "My pops said people come here to drink" she smiled."Lena..." Her brother said in a warning tone. And I laughed" Well he's not wrong we actually came here for our last year of freedom before going to college" I said as I took a sip of water."We're here on vacation" Lester finally said."Can we stay with you guys?" Lena asked with so much hope in her eyes."Of course you can" Elise said. She was obviously saying it because of Lester not Lena .Lena jumped up and ran back with her brother behind her. They came back almost immediately with Lena pulling her little suitcase and Lester with cots. They set all thier things and we began to talk. Lena was a carefree kid but... I wasn't really good with kids unlike Elise who seemed very happy to answer all her questions." I'm so sorry my sister can be a handful" Lester said trying to break the ice"Oh no problem" I smiled " well my sister seems to be enjoying it" I laughed ."You guys are sisters?" He asked looking from Elise to me"You're actually the first to look surprise" I said ."Well ... Now I can see how your face looks the same" he said still looking at my face"Well we're twins""Really? wow" he said looking more confused which was so amusing."What about your ...urm... parents" I asked slowly silently praying that they weren't dead and I didn't open up a wound." Well they're in Canada" I guess my face looked so confused "we came here with them but they had to go back for an emergency and didn't want to cut our vacation short""Ooh makes sense" I smiled. "Well.... I just hope they bring emergency planes" he nodded."I hope this place is safe tho" Lester said and I nodded"I hope ". I rolled on the cot which was cold and very uncomfortable and finally gave up as I stared at the ceiling. Elise was sleeping peacefully beside me with her arms wrapped around Lena who was also sleeping soundly. I sighed as I turned one more time."Can't sleep?" Jake said from the other side and I turned towards him."Oh my what gave it away" I rolled my eyes and he chuckled."You're really cranky huh?" He smiled."Well... When you're in a death situation I think you'll be too" I said."Shhhh" Elise said slowly "you'll wake Lena " she said this with her eyes closed. "Keep your flirting for tomorrow" we both said sorry and I turned to the other side and closed my eyes trying to force myself to sleep.Like I was cursed, as I was drifting into sleep, I heard a shrilling scream and the whole room became noisy.Elise shot up with the others looking confused and we gathered our things."Hurry!!" Lester screamed as we gathered our stuff. I was struggling to zip my suitcase as I stumbled."We have to leave them Eth" Elise screamed and I knew she was right. We can't possibly wheel through the sick people."Lester .... I'm scared" Lena said as she looked at her brother teary eyed."It's ok we'll get out of here" Lester held her hands as he led us through the scattered crowd. Everyone was running around and screaming.We ran towards the hallway which led to the classes but it was swamped with sick people and they were coming for us."Run!" Lester held Lena by the hand and dragged her by the hand. We ran to the other side leading to the gym classes. We ran passed some classes locked with sick people in it and it was getting scarier every moment."Hurry!" I ran as I saw dead bodies of some students with uniforms. I saw the exit sign and the happiness built in me covered the nausea. I sighed in relief as I ran and pulled the door.It opened with a loud sound which hurt my ears."Damn I haven't seen outside in like forever" Elise said beside me. Such a drama queen.As we all stepped outside, the silence amongst us told me they where thinking the same thing."Shit" Lester said as he stepped beside me. Yeah shit is what I was thinking. The street was lifeless and bloody. There where crashed cars everywhere. Both bloody and crashed.The silence sent a shiver down my spine and I wasn't liking it."Where do we go from here" Elise held my hands and I could feel her squeezing it. She was really stressed."I don't know Elise...." I said looking from left to right. "shouldn't we at least get weapons? You know... Incase those sick people attack again""Yeah....you're right but where on earth will we get weapons" Jake said and I turned to look at him. He really has no presence what so ever" I think we passed a store and I'm sure they have something even though it's a bat" Lester said and I nodded."True" but the only problem is...."We have to be careful I think there are such people around" see..... The twin thing is real"Elise is right" I said "we have to be very careful"."But I don't think walking to a store is careful" Jake said."Yeah let's use my car" Lester said as he brought a bunch of keys out of his pocket."Really ? You had a car this whole time and it's now you're mentioning it?" I rolled my eyes."Yeah well it never came up.... So let's go?" Lester said and we followed closely behind him. He was parked at the entrance of the school which I'm sure was packed with sick people.As we walked back into the building, I saw a hockey stick which looked really strong. Wow at least we had hope of weapons. Elise a broken chair leg and Jake took table leg. I hope this gets us through.The dust motes were her only companions, the tiny, dancing sprites of forgotten air. They swirled in the single, slender finger of sunlight that pierced the gloom of her room, a room that was not a room at all but a tomb of rough-hewn stone and despair. It was cold, the kind of cold that seeped into your bones and made a home there, a permanent chill that no amount of huddling or shivering could ever dislodge. The walls pressed in, not with a visible motion, but with a heavy, constant weight, making her feel impossibly small, a forgotten trinket on a dusty shelf. In this oppressive silence, the only thing that felt real, that felt like hers, was that crack in the wall.It was more a flaw in the ancient masonry than a window, a long, jagged line that ran diagonally across the stone, wide enough in one place to press her eye against, wide enough to let in that precious, life-giving beam of light. Now, standing on her toes, her bare feet cold against the gritty floor, she leaned into the
The night after the exile was not a time of rest, but a protracted, collective daze. The shelter, usually settling into a wary quiet after sundown, was instead a hive of subdued, sorrowful activity. Jake’s funeral was to be held at first light, a decision made both for the practical advantage of cooler temperatures and because no one could bear to let another full day pass without laying their friend to rest. The knowledge of it hung over everyone, a somber deadline that made sleep impossible.Ethel moved through the hours in a state of emotional suspension. Her body performed the necessary tasks—checking on the dwindling food stores with Ben, speaking in low tones with Moe and Carlos about rotating watch schedules, ensuring the perimeter was doubly secure in the wake of Marcus’s banishment—but her mind was elsewhere. It was trapped in a loop of memory and anticipatory grief. She wasn’t ready for this. The finality of it, the physical act of lowering a box containing all that remained
The grim finality of the vote settled over the shelter like a shroud of lead. The words, "The sentence is exile," echoed in the cavernous silence of the hall, a verdict that felt to many not like justice, but like a precarious, half-measure, a dangerous gamble with their collective future. A low, restless murmur rippled through the assembled crowd, a current of disbelief and simmering fury. Exile. It meant he would still be breathing. It meant he was out there, somewhere in the vast, unforgiving ruins, a predator set loose, his rage and psychosis now amplified by a death sentence narrowly avoided. The fear was palpable, a sour taste in the air. People were pissed, their faces etched with a fresh layer of terror. They had wanted closure, a final, brutal line drawn under the horror. Instead, they had been given a ghost, a perpetual boogeyman who now had a very real, very personal grudge against every single soul within their walls.Ethel stood amidst the discontent, her own disappointme
The first conscious sensation for Ethel was not the pale, grimy light filtering through the dust-caked window of her small room, but a profound, cellular ache, as if every particle of her being had been pulverized into a fine, leaden powder during the night. She did not open her eyes immediately, clinging instead to the fragile blankness of the semi-waking state, a gray, featureless plain where the horror had not yet fully coalesced. But memory, cruel and inexorable, flooded the void. It did not come as a single image, but as a wave, a physical pressure on her chest that made breathing a conscious, laborious act.It was the memory of sound that broke her first: the raw, jagged sound of another human soul tearing itself apart. Elise’s breakdown. Ethel had told her. She had practiced the words in the silent theater of her mind, sanding down their sharp, lethal edges, trying to coat them in a veneer of manageable tragedy. Jake is gone. There was an accident. It was quick. Lies, all of th
The wedding was amazing. It was a word Ethel would have scoffed at using just a day before, but it was the only one that fit. In the soft, golden glow of the salvaged fairy lights, with the stars beginning to prick the velvet blanket of the night sky above their fortified walls, the grim reality of their existence had been temporarily suspended. The ceremony itself had been simple, heartfelt, and profoundly moving. Patrick, the unassuming gardener, had spoken the ancient words with a dignity and conviction that belied his usual quiet demeanor. Sarah had wept happy tears. Ben’s hands had trembled as he slid a ring fashioned from a twisted piece of copper wire onto his bride’s finger. The entire shelter had watched, united in a rare, uncomplicated moment of joy.Now, the reception was in full, raucous swing. The makeshift dance floor—a cleared space in the center of the courtyard—was a whirl of moving bodies. Elise, of course, was at the heart of it, her guitar set aside now as she danc
The clean, post-shower feeling was a fragile bubble of normalcy, and Ethel knew it was about to be popped by the complex social mechanics of introducing a feral, unpredictable element into their carefully balanced ecosystem. She found Levi where she’d left him, looking slightly less like a startled animal but still radiating the tense energy of someone waiting for the other shoe to drop. His damp, green-streaked hair was a stark declaration of individuality in a world that often punished it.“Come on,” she said, her tone leaving no room for argument. “Time to meet the rest of the family.”He followed her with a reluctant shuffle, his eyes taking in every detail of the common room as if mapping escape routes. She led him towards the far corner, near the large, south-facing windows that flooded the space with afternoon light. This was where the softer side of Birkin Shelter often congregated. Elise was there, carefully polishing the frets of her acoustic guitar with a soft cloth. Lena,







