Samantha May peeked through the blinds before she left. Eyes sweeping the barren street, searching for abnormal shadows, decayed bodies, dead animals . . . anything that could mean they were close.
“Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul
The elevator opened with a hiss and a sigh. Aerie Serene stepped off, stiletto heels clicking softly against the tiled marble floor. She stopped at a door marked SUPPLY ROOM, and closed it softly behind her.
Erin stared at the city beneath her and sighed heavily. The speaker module blinked and she snapped to attention, jumping at the opportunity to do something other than stare at the eternal emptiness that was the sea.
The ocean was a mysterious place. Her water loving, yet simultaneously predatory…