Nadia
We move through the western half of the town, Rose taking dozens of photos, continuing to narrate into her little recording device. We discover a building stacked with shelves and barrels of preserved goods, a springhouse with a couple of bottles of spoiled milk, and an empty barn that smells like cows.
“So, they left the food?” Shayne asks, frowning as she steps into the barn and looks around. “But they took the animals?”
“Apples can’t walk,” Tommy mutters.
“How’d they get them out so fast?” I wonder, turning to take in the sight of the well-kept barn.
“My guess is that they had protocols in place,” Cole says, likewise looking around. “Slaken is paranoid as hell. They were prepared for our assault, even if they didn’t know it was coming. Had a front to take on the military wh
