She stood, adjusted her red bow, and helped the other two to their feet. Three schoolgirls in a dead church. The last pack of a broken world.
The dog sensed Yuki a half-second too late. A silenced .22 round entered its ear. It dropped without a whimper. The shotgunner never even raised his barrel. Sherry Apocalypse Schoolgirl Pack 1 P Mature
They called her pack “The Schoolgirls.” It was a joke the raiders made—until they didn’t. There were five of them originally. Now, in Pack 1 P (Mature designation—meaning they had survived longer than any other juvenile unit in the sector), there were three. She stood, adjusted her red bow, and helped
No one said “okay.” Words were precious. The dog sensed Yuki a half-second too late
Mei uncorked a brown bottle. The liquid inside shimmered like diesel rainbows. She rolled it gently. It shattered at the feet of the man with the mask. His scream lasted two seconds—his lungs turned to jelly inside his ribs.
The Sweetness of Rust Series: Sherry Apocalypse: Schoolgirl Pack 1 P Mature Content Warning: Mature themes, psychological tension, survival horror.