"Good morning, everyone," Jason says as soon as we come to a stop at the back of the group. "As you're all aware, rescue hasn't arrived yet, but it will." He smiles in a way that makes me narrow my eyes. Who is he trying to convince? All of us or himself?
"According to my calculations, we've been here a little over twelve hours now. The supplies we managed to salvage will last us until help arrives, and I have complete faith that will happen today."
"And what if it doesn't?" someone near the front of the crowd shouts.
Instantly, Jason's smile falters. "Then we should come up with a contingency plan."
I look around at the crowd of survivors. It seems smaller to me than it did last night. To my left, I see two blonde girls. They appear to be about my age. My heart rate quickens. As soon
