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Landon’s mind went nk as a hot rush of blood surged to his head. “Who is it?” he shouted, already half rising from his seat.
“Nathaniel and Julian are still in the basement, and Madeline’s in her room. Could it be Amelia?”
“No way!” Rhett stood abruptly, denying it outright. But as soon as he was on his feet, a <b>wave </b>of dizziness washed over him, and with a heavy thud, he copsed back onto the chair.
The others weren’t faring any better. One by one, they slumped down, limbs like jelly, their heads spinning as if the air itself had betrayed them.
Just then. Nathaniel burst in from the basement, his voice loud and panicked. “Landon! Julian and I found Amelia’s stuff in the electrical box downstairs. She cut the power!”
As he took in the scene–everyone pale, dazed, barely able to sit upright–his eyes finallynded on Theresa, who pointed toward the door and said casually. Don’t look at us. Your little genius Amelia took your supplies and your vehicle and made a run for it
Nathaniel froze, stunned. But before he could fully process what she’d said, the sound of pounding echoed from the front door–thud, thud, thud.
He spun around and saw her–Amelia–soaked to the bone, disheveled, and frantic, running back toward
them.
“Help me! Please, help me!” she screamed.
Landon and the others stared, too stunned to speak.
But Rhett–dizzy, barely steady on his feet–managed to rise again. Somehow, he pushed through the fog in his head, stumbled to the door, and pulled Amelia inside.
No sooner had he done so than the metal door behind her was mmed open with a loud crash.
Seven or eight zombies–grotesque, snarling, packed tight–rammed their way through the narrow gap where Amelia had juste in.
Luckily, their cabin had a second door. Behind the outer sheet–metal door, there was still a wooden sliding door. Rhett, fast as ever, mmed it shut.
The creatures outside hit it with a bone–rattling thump, but for <b>now</b>, the barrier held.
Inside, the group took a collective breath of relief–but it <bsted </b>only a moment.
Then came the yelling
What did you drug <b>us </b><b>with</b>?” Isabelle snapped, her voice sharp despite the haze in her head. She red at Amelia with pure fury.
Amelia trembled, clinging to Rhett’s sleeve like a child. “Just a little sleeping pill. You’ll be fine after a night’s <b>rest</b>.
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That was thest straw.
Just a sleeping pillt night’s rest?
The <b>room </b>erupted with disbelief.
This was the apocalypse. Sleeping <b>a </b>night through wasn’t just risky–it was a death sentence.
“You stole the supplies!” Isabelle shouted.
Amelia blinked, genuinely confused. “Supplies? What supplies?”
“Stop pretending! All our stuff is gone. Of course it was you!”
I didn’t take anything!” Amelia shook her head violently. “I swear, I didn’t take your supplies!”
“Then why did you steal the car in the middle of the night?”
IL Amelia stammered, unable to exin. She clung tighter to Rhett. “I didn’t steal anything, Rhett, you believe me, right?”
Though he had pulled her back in from the jaws of death<b>, </b>it was clear Rhett wasn’t buying it this time. “If you took something, give it back.”
“I didn’t. It wasn’t me. Please, you have to believe me.”
Theresa, who had silently watched the drama unfold, found herself surprisingly skeptical. She’d thought it was Amelia, too–after all, Amelia had a domain, a motive, and no shortage of audacity. But now, watching her reaction… this didn’t look like guilt.
Still, if it wasn’t Amelia–then who?
A new sound interrupted them. The unmistakable pounding of something–or someone–trying to break through the <b>back </b>door.
Thud Thud. Thud.
“Oh no, Isabelle gasped. “That door’s been unsafe since thest attack!”
Crash.
ss shattered somewhere behind them.
“We need to get to the <b>basement</b>–now!” Isabelle shouted. She grabbed Landon, who was barely standing, and Nathaniel <b>rushed </b>over to li
Amelia clung to Rhett, too shaken to do <b>anything </b>on her own.
But as they started moving. Landon suddenly stopped. “Madeline’s still upstairs.”
“We need to take care of ourselves first, Isabelle said, but there was resentment <b>in </b>her voice. A bitterness that ran deeper <b>than </b>fear.
No Landon insisted. “We’re going up. All of us.”
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Isabelle <b>scowled</b>, about to argue–until another voice chimed in.
“We’re going too, Theresa said, calm but firm. “We’ve still got things upstairs.”
Isabelle turned toce her atst.:
“Ms. Hall, the upstairs isn’t safe. The basement has a secure passage. We can escape through there.
“No need. Theresa said coolly. “We’re not <b>afraid </b>of danger. A few dozen zombies? That’s nothing” <b>There </b>was a flicker in Isabelle’s expression–an emotion she couldn’t quite hide.
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