18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 11

They didn't have keys to room 1803. Stella considered prying the door open with a tool. However, Lukas surprised her by pulling a strangely shaped pick out of his pocket. A few minutes of fiddling with the lock and - voila - the door was open. Stella was taken aback. Suddenly, she felt that the two doors to her home were not safe at all.

Angela chuckled, "He has been messing around with this for a couple of days."

1803 was a spacious three-bedroom, two-bath apartment. The furniture was covered with cloths, under which were some top-notch pieces. It seemed like the owners were quite well-off, hence not renting it out.

Intruding into someone else's home is illegal, and Angela felt uneasy. She suggested to Lukas, "We're only staying temporarily, so let's try not to touch their belongings and restore everything to its original state when we leave."

They selected a room with less furniture and started cleaning up. Stella pitched in. The apartment was nice, except for the balcony, which was not enclosed by glass but cordoned off with invisible steel wires, causing water to spread everywhere. Stella noticed there was about a sack and a half of rice left, enough to last until the storm ended. So she dismissed the idea of giving them more food.

She prepared a batch for Lukas and another for Cody. To avoid suspicion, she only gave them the necessary essentials. How far they could go depended on them.

After cleaning up, seeing that the two were exhausted, Stella bid them goodnight. Being neighbors, they were bound to visit each other. Stella hid everything that should not be seen and had a hearty lunch. Chicken soup, BBQ ribs, stir-fried spinach, and a slice of watermelon.

When she woke up from her nap, the internet was down. With the internet out, she felt completely cut off from the world, a wave of loneliness hitting her.

Feeling gloomy, Stella started to exercise. She was physically fit, having joined several clubs in college - taekwondo, self-defense, and boxing, which she learned from Angela. She wasn't an expert in any of them, but she had a good understanding of them all. After two hours of vigorous training, she was dripping sweat but felt a sense of satisfaction she couldn't describe. If she wanted to survive, and survive well, she had to keep improving herself.

to spend two hours every day exercising, three hours studying medicine, and another two

of books, all stolen from the school library.

soon. Besides natural disasters and deaths, those who survived till the end of the world were not normal - some committed suicide, some harmed themselves, and

was tightly sealed, but the room was still damp. Stella had bought many large compression bags to

better than those outside. The potato tubers in the planting pots had sprouted, and the grapevines showed signs of

exiting Arcadia, Stella found several thick plastic boards to cover the drains and then placed stones on top. During rainy days, roaches were rampant, especially

on the second and third floors had already begun to complain in the chat group before the internet was cut

were not comfortable. Although they could manage to flush, the disgusting smell kept

Stella had prepared many black plastic bags for physiological needs. However, thinking about throwing them downstairs, she held back

about to cook, Angela knocked on the door from outside. The two had slept all day and were

a vegetable garden and rabbits on the balcony. "Stella, no wonder

loved hoarding and gardening, and there was nothing to hide about it. But many things

A few days before the storm, I was running errands for Cody. He had a customer who's a rich kid obsessed with end-of-the-world games. He asked me to prepare a lot of medicine for him and gave me a survival

mention it, it feels like the end of the world

same way when the storm first hit, and the posts on the internet exploded. Living for almost twenty years, they had never experienced such a huge disaster. Moreover, not only the southern coastal areas were affected, but there was also no rescue news to date.

building, there was a single young man who suffered from depression. A few days after running out of food, he

the difference between the current

asked, "Have you been in contact with