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The Betrayal

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Amelia couldn't sleep. While the others gathered around the small stove in the shelter, she had skipped the meal, quietly handing her portion to someone else so there would be a little more food for everyone.

The yellow light from the oil lamp flickered against the damp dirt walls, casting shadows across the room. Her thoughts wouldn't settle.

The system notification was locked for the next two days, leaving her unable to see what was coming, but the last warning she'd received before the s
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  • The Apocalypse Gave Me 180 Days   The Betrayal 2

    The steel doors of the military transport truck slammed shut, leaving everyone inside in darkness. The truck began moving, its tires rolling through the mud as it followed the rough forest trail. The air inside was cold, and the smell of exhaust and dry dirt filled the space. Kira sat against the metal wall with her forehead resting on her knees. She wasn't crying loudly. Instead, small, broken sounds escaped her whenever the truck hit a bump, making her shoulders shake. Amelia reached out in the darkness and found Kira's trembling shoulder. “Kira… I am so sorry.” Kira pulled away from her touch, pressing herself further into the corner. “Don't,” she whispered, her voice rough from crying. “Just don't, Amelia. Marcus is gone! Nothing you say will change that.” She struggled to catch her breath before speaking again. “He's still down there. I left him.” Amelia withdrew her hand. She knew there was nothing she could say to make Kira feel better. The boy and Azriel sat across from

  • The Apocalypse Gave Me 180 Days   The Betrayal

    Amelia couldn't sleep. While the others gathered around the small stove in the shelter, she had skipped the meal, quietly handing her portion to someone else so there would be a little more food for everyone. The yellow light from the oil lamp flickered against the damp dirt walls, casting shadows across the room. Her thoughts wouldn't settle. The system notification was locked for the next two days, leaving her unable to see what was coming, but the last warning she'd received before the system went offline wouldn't leave her mind. Why had the system specifically warned her that Ian was in danger? None of it made sense. She must have drifted into a light, restless sleep. because the next thing she knew, something cold and hard struck her forehead. Amelia's eyes flew open. The barrel of an assault rifle was pressed against her forehead. "Don't move!" a harsh voice ordered. She blinked against the sudden glare of several flashlights. As her eyes adjusted, she realised the shel

  • The Apocalypse Gave Me 180 Days   The Betrayal

    Amelia couldn't sleep. While the others gathered around the small stove in the shelter, she had skipped the meal, quietly handing her portion to someone else so there would be a little more food for everyone. The yellow light from the oil lamp flickered against the damp dirt walls, casting shadows across the room. Her thoughts wouldn't settle. The system notification was locked for the next two days, leaving her unable to see what was coming, but the last warning she'd received before the system went offline wouldn't leave her mind. Why had the system specifically warned her that Ian was in danger? None of it made sense. She must have drifted into a light, restless sleep. because the next thing she knew, something cold and hard struck her forehead. Amelia's eyes flew open. The barrel of an assault rifle was pressed against her forehead. "Don't move!" a harsh voice ordered. She blinked against the sudden glare of several flashlights. As her eyes adjusted, she realised the shel

  • The Apocalypse Gave Me 180 Days   New mission

    Amelia walked back to the middle of the path, where the injured teenage boy was still sitting."We need to move now," Amelia said. She pointed toward the vehicle. "Ian, Marcus, Azriel, help carry the pots and food containers. Elu, carry Gongfu. We're going on foot."While the group hurried to unload the remaining gear, Amelia walked over to the other vehicle. Her system was still locked for another two days, but her spatial storage was a basic ability she could still use. She placed her palms against the canned food and extra blankets in the trunk. A faint shimmer passed over them, and the supplies disappeared into her storage space, making their load much lighter.As they gathered near the trees, Rachel slowly climbed out of the backseat of the vehicle. The mutant woman moved carefully, carrying Daniel with surprising gentleness. Daniel clung to her neck, his bandaged leg hanging at her side.The teenage boy stared at Rachel, his mouth falling open. Despite his injured foot, his cur

  • The Apocalypse Gave Me 180 Days   The Core

    Amelia stepped toward the bush, but Marcus tried to wave her away with a weak flick of his wrist. He was bent over, his shoulders shaking. He looked embarrassed and clearly didn't want everyone crowding around him.Kira pushed her door open and hurried out of the vehicle, her face pale with worry. She ran into the bushes beside him and grabbed his arm. "Marcus, what happened?"Marcus turned his face away, avoiding her eyes. He wiped his mouth and struggled to catch his breath, but didn't answer immediately. His other hand rested against his stomach, and he seemed to be trying to steady himself before speaking. Kira kept hold of his arm, watching him closely."Marcus, please talk to me," Kira pressed, her voice trembling.Eventually, he let out a tired sigh. "I ate some of the squirrel meat," he admitted quietly, his voice rough. "When we were roasting it back by the fire. I hadn't eaten anything in a while, and the smell... it was just too tempting."Kira looked at him, then glanced a

  • The Apocalypse Gave Me 180 Days   Apocalypse Encounter

    Ian kept his foot firmly on the brake pedal, the headlights cutting through the darkness to illuminate the narrow trail. Just a few feet in front of the bumper, someone was struggling to move. It wasn't a monster. As the dust settled, the high beams revealed a teenage boy, likely no older than sixteen, lying across the damp leaves. He looked completely worn out. His clothes were torn, and a muddy backpack was strapped tightly to his shoulders.Instead of staying still or crying out for help, the boy panicked the moment the car engine idled. He looked up into the bright lights, his face pale with terror, and immediately began dragging himself backwards into the brush, using his elbows to pull himself away.Ian unbuckled his seatbelt quickly. "He's trying to run," he told Amelia through the talkie, his hand already on the door handle. "Stay inside for a second."Ian pushed his door open and stepped, keeping his hands where the boy could see them. "Hey! Hold on. We're not going to hu

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