Nathan moved with purpose through the aisles of the darkened hardware store, his flashlight beam cutting through the shadows. The shelves had already been picked clean by desperate hands, but he wasn't looking for the obvious. He knew what most people overlooked-tools, nails, wire, anything that could be used to defend or build. In a world that was falling apart, these things were just as valuable as food. As he reached for a roll of duct tape, his instincts flared. Someone was watching him. He turned slowly, his hand hovering near the knife strapped to his belt. In the faint light, he saw them-two figures, a woman and a child, standing in the doorway of the next aisle. The woman's eyes were wide, filled with caution and exhaustion. She clutched a small girl tightly to her side, her arm protectively draped over the child's shoulders. The girl, no older than six or seven, looked terrified. Her big brown eyes darted around the store, as if expecting a monster to leap from the shadows at any moment. She held a ragged stuffed bear, gripping it so tightly that its seams were splitting. Nathan lowered his flashlight slightly, not wanting to startle them. >Nathan studied her for a moment. She was taller than he'd expected, her posture rigid despite the weariness in her eyes. The child beside her was almost hiding behind her leg, as if the world outside had already become too much for her. "For now," Nathan replied, his voice calm. "I'm just looking for supplies." >There was a long silence. Nathan could feel the tension in the air, thick and heavy. Trust was a luxury now, something no one could afford without weighing the cost. "Name's Nathan," he said, deciding to break the ice. "I've been prepping for something like this for years, but even I didn't see it coming." The woman hesitated before responding, still keeping a protective arm around the child. "Ebere. And this is Lily." Nathan nodded. The girl, Lily, gave a small, shy wave, but her eyes stayed wary. Ebere looked just as cautious, but something in her stance shifted ever so slightly. She wasn't ready to trust him, but she wasn't ready to turn away, either. "Are you alone?" Nathan asked. Ebere's jaw tightened. "No. My husband... didn't make it." Nathan didn't press. He knew better than to dig into wounds that were still fresh. Instead, he glanced at the supplies they had. A small backpack, half-filled with canned goods and a few bottles of water. Not enough to last them long, especially not with a child in tow. "Look," Nathan said, taking a step forward but keeping his movements slow, non-threatening. "I've got a little more experience with this kind of thing. I can help you, at least until we figure out what's going on." Ebere's eyes narrowed. "And why should I trust you?" "You shouldn't," Nathan said simply. "But the way I see it, staying alone out there with a kid isn't any safer." The words hung in the air. Lily clung tighter to her mother, and Ebere's face softened for a brief second as she looked down at her daughter. She didn't want to admit it, but she knew Nathan was right. Finally, she nodded. "Okay. But only until we find somewhere safe." >As the three of them scavenged through the store, they moved cautiously, listening for any sign of danger. The streets outside were filled with sporadic noises-distant shouting, glass breaking, the occasional rumble of something heavy being overturned. The city was no longer a place of order. It was chaos. ⚡ Don't wait until it's too late-grab your copy today and discover if survival is truly possible when the wo
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