The plan was starting to work; they had managed to evade some scavengers while fleeing from the hotel. However, Abby's fear continued to attract them relentlessly. Upon reaching the kitchen, the smell of decay compelled Abby to cover her nose with one hand. The place was spacious, with two rectangular wooden tables, a refrigerator, among other things, all of which were in poor condition. Everything in that town seemed to be merely for show, but she doubted the kitchen had ever been used, given the repugnant odor that pervaded everything.
"Take anything you think might be useful," Wilfredo said, grabbing a wooden stick and blocking the door by placing it horizontally across the handles. Abby started walking towards the refrigerator, as the smell was emanating from there. However, before he
