Mag-log inMrs. Eze knocked on Evelyn's gate shortly after breakfast.This time, she looked less frightened than she had the previous evening. Her eyes were still tired, but she managed a small smile."Good morning, Evelyn.""Good morning. How is your husband?""Better. He's still at the treatment center, but the doctors say he's responding to the medication.""That's good news."Mrs. Eze held out a small paper bag."He asked me to bring this. It's all we could manage, but he insisted."Evelyn glanced inside. There were a few oranges and a small packet of biscuits."You didn't have to bring anything.""I know. But he wanted to thank you."Evelyn accepted the bag."Please tell him to concentrate on getting better.""I will."Mrs. Eze was about to leave when she stopped."There's something else. The people who brought us here said they would return today to collect the remaining furniture. But my husband is not around, and I don't know whether I should leave the house open for them."Evelyn frowne
The first scream came from the house opposite Evelyn's just after sunset.She was in the kitchen when she heard a woman shouting for help. She immediately put down the cup in her hand and checked the camera.Mrs. Eze was standing outside her gate, waving frantically."Please! Somebody help me!"Evelyn hurried to the front entrance but kept her gate locked."What happened?""It's my husband! He's having trouble breathing!"Evelyn looked beyond her. The front door of the neighboring house was open, and a young girl stood in the doorway crying."Has he been injured?""No. He was fine a few minutes ago, but now he can't breathe properly."Evelyn took out her phone."Have you called the medical team?""I tried. The line isn't going through."Evelyn called the community emergency contact. It rang twice before someone answered."We need medical assistance at my street," she said quickly. "A man is having difficulty breathing. He's inside the house opposite mine."The volunteer asked for the
Evelyn zoomed in on the camera feed.The three men beside the pickup were unloading wooden boards and metal containers. One of them pointed toward her compound again before speaking to the others.She watched without moving.A few seconds later, the man walked toward her gate and knocked.Evelyn checked the camera angle before approaching."Good afternoon," he called. "Please, we need to speak with you."She remained behind the locked gate."What is it?""We're helping the family that just moved into the house opposite. The back section of their fence is damaged, and we're trying to repair it before nightfall."Evelyn glanced at the equipment."Why were you pointing at my house?"The man looked embarrassed."We noticed your rear wall is close to theirs. We wanted to check whether there's a passage between the two compounds.""There isn't. The space behind my house is private property.""All right. We won't enter your compound. We only need to work on their side.""Then you can do that
The community hall was already crowded when Evelyn arrived that morning.She had not planned to visit. However, a message from Damien had mentioned that the eastern distribution point was struggling, and she wanted to understand what was happening before making any decisions about her own movements.As she entered the compound, she heard raised voices.A volunteer stood beside a table covered with registration sheets. Several residents were arguing that people who had arrived late were receiving supplies before those who had been waiting since morning."This is not fair!" a woman shouted. "I've been here for two hours!"The volunteer raised both hands."We are following the household numbers. Please allow us to finish.""Then why did that man collect two packages?"Evelyn looked toward the man being accused. He held a box against his chest and appeared ready to leave."I collected for my household and my mother's," he replied."How do we know that?"The argument grew louder.Damien ca
By the following morning, the consequences of the tanker explosion had spread beyond the damaged junction.The northern road was now carrying most of the traffic that would normally pass through the main route. Vehicles moved slowly, and several buses had been redirected toward the eastern district.Evelyn learned this when a delivery van stopped outside her street.The driver climbed out and approached a group of residents gathered near the junction."We can't continue," he announced. "The road ahead is blocked by vehicles. There are people trying to get through from both directions."A man carrying a sack of rice stepped forward."Then unload here. We can distribute the goods ourselves."The driver shook his head."I have instructions to deliver everything to the community hall.""How are we supposed to get food if you keep taking everything there?"The argument quickly attracted attention.Evelyn watched from behind her gate. She had no interest in joining another dispute, but she
The first warning came just after sunrise.Evelyn was checking the camera feeds when a loud horn sounded from the main road. It continued for several seconds before stopping abruptly.She switched to the camera facing the junction.A large tanker had stopped across two lanes. Its front end was damaged, and a dark liquid was spreading beneath it. Several vehicles had pulled over behind it, while pedestrians gathered at a distance.Evelyn frowned.She zoomed in, trying to identify the liquid, but the camera angle was not clear enough.Her phone rang.Damien."Have you seen the tanker?""Yes. It's blocking the road.""One of our drivers was approaching that junction. He says the tanker may be leaking fuel.""Has anyone contacted emergency services?""We have. They're asking people to stay away."Evelyn looked at the crowd gathering around the vehicle."People are still standing close to it.""I know. We're trying to get the message across."She opened the community contact group and sent







