"Now.”Liana’s voice left no room for argument. Adrian immediately stood. Ethan followed him toward the basement.“What exactly are we preparing for?” Ethan asked.“Anyone who becomes sick.”“You think someone will come here?”“I think we should be prepared if they do.”That was only half the truth. Liana knew the first wave of illness would spread quickly. In her previous life, the early symptoms had been mistaken for ordinary flu—fever, headaches, fatigue. Then came confusion. Then aggression. Then something far worse. But this time, she didn’t know whether the disease would behave exactly the same way. The timeline had already changed. She couldn’t take chances.---The basement was divided into three sections. One would become the quarantine room. Another would store medicine. The third would remain empty as an emergency isolation area.Adrian reinforced the door. Ethan helped install shelves. Liana brought medical supplies from storage—bandages, thermometers, masks, gloves, disin
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