No More Access for Her Lies

Synopsis

On the thirtieth day since the red mist descended, Claire Winters took the last combat squad with her. Before leaving, she stood at the entrance of the safe house, the churning blood-red mist behind her. Her long hair was whipped wildly by the wind. Even disheveled, she looked far too beautiful to belong to this apocalyptic world. She looked at me and said, "Alex, hold the fort here." I nodded. She added, "I'll come get you in three days at most." At that moment, I believed her. Because she was the captain, the strongest ice-type awakener in the squad, and the person I've been into for seven years. And me? I was just the guy handling logistics in the safe house. I couldn't breathe fire, shoot lightning, or smash a zombie's head in with one punch.