Chapter 2 : THE HOADING BEGINS

Sharon looked at the message on her computer.

At this time do not trust anyone.

No name. No picture. Simply a number that is unknown.

She gripped the telephone tightly. She hurried to call back.

Call failed.

In her last life, she never got this message.

Was it a warning? Or had someone else returned as well?

She deleted it. She didn't have time.

Thirty days. This was her only inheritance.

Thirty days before the Supermarkets were raided.

Clean water was more valuable than gold 30 days ago.

Thirty days prior to when the streets were filled with the infected.

She went to her banking app. Her savings were at zero. Insufficient to live.

She knew what she had to do, however.

She called her private banker. Sell everything, sell all my shares, now, "Liquidate everything.Sell everything, sell all my shares, now,

Mrs Carter all of them? Some are long-term -"

I don't care about long term, she said, cutting him off. There will be no long term, so do it now.

Next was her closet. Designer purses, jewellery and watches Michael had purchased her to keep her quiet.

She accepted the diamond necklace from them after they had been married for three years. It once meant love. Now only meant stupid.

She put it in a box. Sell everything.

After an hour, she was in the largest wholesale supermarket in the city.

Her list was long: Rice. Flour. Sugar. Salt. Oil. Canned meat. Canned vegetables. Instant noodles. Beans. Pasta. Milk powder. Bottled water.

The things that people always forget till the last minute: Batteries. Candles. Flashlights. Solar panels. Gas cylinders. Generators. Fuel. First-aid kits. Antibiotics. Painkillers. Bandages. Portable water filters.

She pulled the car over and glanced around to see if anyone had spotted her, and quietly said, "Spatial Storage.

In her mind, a blue interface emerged.

[Spatial Storage System]

[Available Space: Unlimited]

[Time Flow: Frozen]

She retrieved a water bottle and concentrated. It vanished.

She went in the area and looked around. There, the bottle was motionless.

Sharon smiled. “It will make things much easier now.”

She took her cart into the store. It turned out that one cart became three. Three became ten. Staff started staring.

Ma'am, do you have a plan to open a restaurant?

"No."

Why do you need 200 bags of rice?

"I like rice."

She purchased all such items that had a long shelf life. If her carts had become full, she would push them into an empty corner and wait until no one was looking. A thought, and all had vanished: rice and cans and oil and flour, and all gone to her storage. The carts were left empty once again.

Then she came back for more.

At dusk, she had supplies to stock a number of warehouses. However, this was just the start.

Medicine was harder. Pharmacies inappropriately questioned. So she ordered different medicines from five different medical suppliers under various names and instructed them to deliver to temporary godowns that she rented for a month.She placed orders of medicines from 5 different medical suppliers under different names and told them to send to temporary godowns to which she rented them a month ago.

When the delivery men left, she moved all the boxes of them to her space. Antibiotics, surgical masks, gloves, syringes, disinfectant.

She was physically tired, but she had found herself a safe place. She returns for the first time since her return.

After that her cell phone rang.

Michael.

She rang it three times and then she answered. "What?"

Why you haven't showed up all day? said he in irritation.

It's none of your business.

"You're acting strange. Still mad about Lisa? What caused you to request divorce?

Sharon's voice was like ice. I don't love you no longer.

Silence. After that, his tone turned steely. "You'll regret this."

“No Michael,” she said softly. "This time, YOU will."

She hung up and drove her car off. It was while she was on a trip that she noticed it.

Black car in front across from the building. Someone inside. Watching her.

Her fingers gripped the steering wheel.

There was no motion in the car.

Then her cellphone rang.

You're purchasing the right things.

Her blood ran cold.

Another message.

However, there's something you're missing.

Another one.

You will need to have a safe place before Day Zero.

Slowly Sharon turned her gaze back to the black car. The driver started to lower his window.

As she was about to see the face inside, the car hit the gas and disappeared among the cars.

Sharon was terrified and couldn't move.

There was another person who was aware of the apocalypse.

A new person had come into being.

And they had just found her.