One bite.
That's all it took to start one of the greatest catastrophes ever.
Caden Marshall, a high school graduate, runs on with the only motivation of saving his sister.
Gabriella Calder-Marshall, a military trainee, seemed perfectly equipped to s...
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Caden felt the agitation inside him grow with every second that passed. It was almost time for curfew, after which he knew the doors would be shut. He stared at the box which contained food for Renee, who was yet to show up.
"Laundry work shouldn't take so long, right?" Caden thought as he paced around the room anxiously.
"Can you not move around? We're trying to spread the mattresses" Someone said in annoyance.
"Right, sorry," He said, feeling extremely stupid. He spread his mattress in an empty corner, as well as one for Renee right beside it.
"All doors will be locked after curfew"
Those words rang in Caden's ear, as the clock had almost struck 10 PM. Would Renee be left to wander the safe house if she couldn't make it on time?
He peeked out the door one last time, to see if Renee was coming and this time, she was! She was running towards the door as fast as she could, which wasn't very fast but it did the trick, as she made it right on time!
As Caden checked the clock, he realized she'd made it with only two minutes to spare.
"What took so long?" He asked, with a raised voice.
"Work took longer than I expected," She said with a sigh.
"Laundry doesn't take so long" Caden replied, sceptically. He didn't really what he was onto, but something just didn't seem right.
"It does when you have to wash and dry everything by hand," She said, frustrated by his interrogation.
"I guess," He said.
"Let's just go to sleep, I'm tired," Renee said.
"Aren't you hungry?" He said extending the bento box towards her.
"Not really, I just wanna sleep," She said and lay down.
Caden found her behaviour strange, as she wasn't usually one to turn down food. But then again, he'd only known her for about a week.
He tried to let go of these thoughts by focusing on the bigger matter at hand. His weapons.
He expected something from Gabriella the next day, as she saw her entering and exiting one of the 'no civilian entry' rooms, which meant she'd have access to the information.
The sooner he got his weapon, the safer he'd feel.
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Gabriella was allowed to sleep in that day, given they'd been working till 2 AM the previous day. This was one of the few days Gabriella saw herself in bed past 5 AM, and it felt liberating, even though the total hours of sleep remained the same.
She woke up right as breakfast was being served and quickly got dressed. She still had work to do for the day.
They had been informed the previous day that they would be continuing the same work as yesterday, which gave Gabriella hope that this would end up as a permanent promotion.
