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I sit on a metal chair in the bunker’s main chamber, one of ten that have been dragged into a makeshift circle. Lincoln sits beside me; the Oligarchy ghouls sit in the four chairs after his. We wait for Verus, and no one even pretends to make small talk. Occasionally, a huge boom sounds as Armageddon tries to break in. Other times, we’ll hear soft chatter from the antechamber as Mom, Cissy, and Zeke sift through the bunker’s inventory, looking for useful stuff. Adair waits in the antechamber too, not making a sound. It’s unclear if she’s sulking or in shock, but as long as she’s quiet, who cares?
The plan is simple. Inside the bunker, I’ll bring together representatives from angels, thrax, quasis, and ghouls. Then, I’ll force everyone to decide how to defeat Armageddon. Oh yes, and we
