"Mr. Nathan's a nice guy," Selene said honestly, "but… it's like he's never really done anything."
"Right?" Sophia replied, her tone laced with subtle sarcasm. "I'm guessing you joined Genesis Biotech to survive the apocalypse a little better, huh?"
"Yeah." Selene didn't deny it. The company gave her resources, helped her grow stronger, and in return, she worked for them, generating value. It was a mutually beneficial arrangement—purely transactional.
Sophia leaned in slightly. "You've seen what's happening. The Zombie King is evolving—getting stronger by the day. Meanwhile, our company's stuck in place. If this keeps up, we're screwed. Everyone's gonna end up hunted down by those things. You don't want that, do you?"
"Of course not," Selene said firmly.
But the truth was, that's exactly where things were headed. Genesis Biotech was surrounded—trapped between two massive zombie hordes from Los Angeles and San Diego. The situation was dire. Collapse could come at any moment.
