18 Floors Above the Apocalypse
Chapter 10
Chapter 10
Two days later, the first floor was completely flooded. Stella stood on the balcony, and saw quite a few people daringly swimming out of the neighborhood.
Here, the terrain was higher, and the water wasn't rushing too much, but outside was a different story. Whether those who swam out could swim back depended on luck.
Angela sent a message, saying she decided to move over immediately. She and Lukas lived in Unit 3, just about 50 yards away from Stella's building.
Feeling a bit worried, Stella fetched her binoculars and kept an eye out. About half an hour later, an inflatable rubber boat appeared in the water. There was stuff on the boat, Lukas sat on it, wearing a disposable raincoat, paddling with an oar, while Angela was in the water, pulling the boat with all her strength.
Stella went downstairs with her trash, planning to meet them on the second floor. She ran into Sadie coming out of 1202 on the 12th floor. Sadie was wearing a polka-dot dress that didn't quite fit her. Her eyes lit up when she saw Stella, "Stella."
Only five days had passed, but she had already lost her initial dazzling aura. She was not only thinner but also looked pale and haggard. Stella ignored her and continued downstairs with her trash.
"Stella, are you mad at me?" Sadie followed, her voice sweet and weak, "If I did something wrong, you can point it out."
Stella warned her with a stern face, "Stay away from me."
However, Sadie seemed to ignore her, and continued to follow, "Stella, actually, me and Hector are not what you think. We're just good friends. I feel quite connected with you."
Stella stopped in her tracks, threw the trash in her hand at Sadie, "Can't you hear what I'm saying, or is there something wrong with your brain?"
Caught off guard, Sadie was hit straight on. Her gentle demeanor instantly disappeared, and she angrily yelled, "What the hell?"
"Sadie, I don't care if you freeload off others, but don't think about using me."
turn sour. She looked at Stella, her emotions
are you talking about?" Sadie, even with her good temper, couldn't stand it anymore, "We go to
puppy? You're messaging me all the time. Do you think I'm
to yell, "Your house is overflowing with food, while others are starving. Why don't you
swung it at Sadie's face, "When did you see my house overflowing with food? You're like a leech, sucking the life out of one household and onto the next. Who isn't starving? Why should I give you the food that's keeping me alive, because you have
men, using the stolen Arcadia to store the supplies that she took from them, to
choice, or Hector's, was not known. In the chaos of the apocalypse, trading
pale and shaking all over. She never thought that Stella would swing a knife at her, and for a moment she was too shocked to
commotion was too loud, and the neighbors who heard it opened their doors. Stella ignored
over in the storm. Humans were fragile in the face of major disasters. A mere
backpacks and bags, then
grain, they had no way to
lit up, especially when they saw the rubber boat. A middle-aged woman hurried over and asked with a smile, "You guys are moving
the bags, Lukas quickly moved
boat, "Young man, we've been stuck here for days without food or drink. Can we borrow your boat to go out and find
fell when the woman pulled on the boat. In a
wrong with you, young man? We're all suffering, why
bullied, she became angry
woman's two sons immediately rushed over, "You don't have to lend it, but why do you have to hit people?"
was about to wail when she saw her two sons fall into the water. She couldn't
began to criticize, "They were just asking. Did you have to
About 18 Floors Above the Apocalypse - Chapter 10
18 Floors Above the Apocalypse is the best current series of the author Novelxo. With the below Chapter 10 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 10 and update the next chapters of this series at booktrk.com