By the next morning, the city felt… off.It wasn’t visible yet — no screams, no panic, no corpses — but the air carried a tension that prickled beneath my skin. Cars still moved, people still laughed on sidewalks, but it all felt borrowed, like a scene from a movie that was seconds from cutting to chaos.The System’s countdown glowed faintly in my vision.[9 Days, 3 Hours, 27 Minutes until Collapse.]I inhaled slowly, steadying my heartbeat.Nine days left to carve out safety in a doomed world.⸻We met in the parking lot behind the abandoned shipping district. The sky hung low and gray, the wind cold enough to sting. Kira stood with her hands on her hips, sizing up the massive warehouse that loomed over us — steel doors rusted, windows cracked, but still sturdy.“This your big plan?” she asked, voice teasing but curious. “Looks like a zombie buffet waiting to happen.”“Exactly why no one will think to look here,” I said. “Thick walls, reinforced loading bays, water access nearby, and
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