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Chapter Twenty-Six

Author: A.M.Betsy
last update publish date: 2026-10-28 14:16:20

The electronic calendar in the command wall showed January 8th, 2027. Eight days into the Day Zero of the apocalypse, and things had become not nearly as high-stakes as in a Hollywood action movie but rather as dysfunctional and paranoid as in some reality television show.

The grand prize of the latter wasn't winning it all but not dying of lung rot, admin overload, and boredom.

In the subterranean tunnels, the air was polluted with the familiar smells of disinfectant, stale recycled coffee, a
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    When he finally made it back to the porch of the suburban house, the winter sun was slowly going down behind the horizon, sending its bloody red shadow across the frozen landscape of the dead lowlands. He fell against the front door and frantically started looking for the way to open it, releasing the freezing air into the porch.Ann was lying on the threadbare rug near the hearth, shivering under her dirty quilt and staring with the sunken eyes filled with fever. Turning her head weakly to watch him staggering across the threshold, she closed the door behind him with a slam."Did…" Ann whispered and burst out into a wet, rattling cough. "Did she give you something?"Slumping against the kitchen counter, Carter tried to catch his breath, his bruised face smeared in frozen blood. He looked at his shaking, frozen hands, and the harsh truth sank deep into his bones."She didn't even come to the door," Carter croaked, his voice nothing but a mere whisper of its former self. "There's noth

  • Reborn Nurse Building The Apocalypse Quarantine Empire   CHAPTER FORTY-ONE

    Hours later, braving the sub-zero temperatures wrapped in heavy layers of trash bags and canvas, Carter dragged himself through the snowy perimeter line toward the edge of Madison's high-altitude property. He didn’t aim to break into the bunker anymore. Clenched between his frozen fingers was a hefty iron pipe taken from the garage.One of Madison's automated optical sensor and camera towers, positioned a bit further from the main outer perimeter wall, stood mounted to an enhanced post to monitor the entrance. It buzzed quietly, the tracking lens rotating slowly, capturing high-resolution images of the snow-covered waste and sending them to Madison's command center.Carter crouched behind a snow drift, breathing heavily, his breath forming icy clouds over his improvised mask. He knew what could happen. He knew that the second he attacked the automated sensor array, the alarms would scream on the ridge. But his pride, crushed under the weight of his utter ruin and absolute indiffere

  • Reborn Nurse Building The Apocalypse Quarantine Empire   CHAPTER FORTY

    It was cold, even colder the day following the false hope.Inside the frozen confines of the suburban house, the faint glimmer of hope from the working cell phones had been snuffed out and had left behind an air thick with despair. Carter was slumped at the kitchen table with his hands tangled in his hair and shaking violently, staring blankly at his dead phone.The brief respite from the biting cold had done nothing but burn up all their remaining calories as an illusion that taunted their misery.Ann lay huddled beneath the greasy quilt coughing into her handkerchief with every ragged breath. She felt the chill cut right into her lungs, turning each gasping inhalation into a jagged stab of icy pain.She understood their dire straits. Their supplies of food were exhausted, their firewood had burnt to ash, and all that was left outside was the red fog of the wasteland and death in the form of bloody rot."We have to get back to the ridge, Carter," Ann whispered through chattering teet

  • Reborn Nurse Building The Apocalypse Quarantine Empire   CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE

    The shift from safety to fear had come without warning for those living in the suburbs. In the weeks following Day Zero, when everyone in the cold suburban estates thought that things couldn’t be worse, there had been only denial. They believed that the power failure was temporary, that municipal power would come back on, and that the red fog was simply an unusual anomaly of seasonality.They could not have been more wrong.The Ash Rot was not a weather anomaly but a predator in its own right. The rules of the wasteland were simple: go outdoors without a closed-circuit respirator built specifically for reasons like this, and the minuscule spores contained in the crimson mist would find a way past any filter to settle in the warm, moist tissue of the lungs. Hours after the initial tickle in the throat, the victim would experience the horrifying, violent spasm, followed by the unmistakable cough of solidified black blood. The lowlands were fast becoming a frozen mass graveyard.Howe

  • Reborn Nurse Building The Apocalypse Quarantine Empire   CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT

    The cheerful sound of the dining hall was gradually fading away leaving only an even, pleasant murmur as Madison took her place at the head of the table, placing her hand on the back of Belle’s chair as the little girl eagerly explored her small plate of apple rings. The shift from the deadly tension of the outer gate to the controlled comfort of the inner bunker seemed to happen effortlessly; a testimony to the impeccable order established by Madison amidst the frozen wasteland.Dr. Marcus Cole lounged against the counter, folding his arms as he observed the little girl making her apple rings into a geometric pattern and glancing every now and then towards Henderson just to make sure the poor man was not about to collapse due to the high pressure of the room.“Well, Director,” Marcus said with a lazy smirk twitching at his lips as he cast a glance towards Madison. “If Princess Belle is done inspecting the ventilation seals, maybe she should also check the stock list in the medical a

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    Inside the apartment, Carter strained his eyes through the peephole, his face ashen from pure horror. He saw the damp mask, the violent shivers, and the wild, frantic panic in her eyes. Convinced she had been exposed to the lethal spores out in the red fog, he shook his head vigorously and shouted through the barrier. "I’m not opening it, Ann! You went out there! If you’ve got the Rot, you’re bringing spores inside with you!""Open the goddamn door, Carter!" Ann shouted, her voice breaking as she coughed into her elbow, her fists hammering against the reinforced wood until her knuckles went numb. "This is my home! I haven’t contracted the disease; I was wearing a mask. Let me into my house!""The mask is useless, Ann! I’m not dying because of your careless actions!" Carter cried, from the safety of the hallway.A wave of panic shot through her body, stopping her heart even faster than the cold of the winter air. But through the haze of her desperation, memories flickered to life. Dr

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