Jayce didn't stop for a moment, running all the way to the thirty-sixth floor in one go.
The moment he reached the elevator lobby, he sharply noticed something was off.
'Why are there so many fewer survivors by our door?'
'Something must have happened!'
Even though he knew Sierra would never get the short end of the stick, Jayce's heart couldn't help but beat a little faster. He hurriedly knocked on the door.
He had only knocked once when Sierra's voice came from inside.
"Coming!"
The words had barely faded when the door swung open.
A desk lamp was on inside. It wasn't a warm yellow, but the light still gave off a warm feeling.
Seeing Sierra's face, Jayce's heart finally calmed down a little.
"What are you standing there spacing out for!" Sierra said with a smile. "Hurry up and come in for dinner!"
"Okay!"
Jayce replied, stepping quickly inside.
THUD.
The apartment door shut heavily.
The rich aroma was now mostly contained inside.
