The Apocalypse Hoarder
"But this can't go on forever, right? We can't just stand by and watch them keep dying."
Cyrus smiled and shook his head. "It won't last long. Whether from shortages or from killing each other, most of these people will die quickly in the apocalypse."
Kenneth swallowed hard. He no longer knew what to say.
Just then, through the wind and snow, a woman in a fur coat trudged toward them. "Cyrus, I want to renegotiate our cooperation."
It was Lyla, the leader of Building 9. Her clothes were stained with dried blood, clear evidence of the brutal fighting she had survived the night before.