My Cats Ruled the Apocalypse
At the same moment, a loudspeaker extended from the window, and the landlord's voice boomed outside.
"Everyone, the apocalypse has begun. I know you're all seeking shelter. I have Tibetan mastiffs, a lion, and crocodiles—each one invincible against zombies. Those who want protection, come to me.
"But…"
He drew out the word.
"Protection comes at a price."
A young man poked his head out the window and shouted, "How much?"
He was a typical shut-in who had slept through the start of the apocalypse. When he woke up, his only pets were two sewer-dwelling cockroaches. Loyal as they might be, cockroaches weren't much help.
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