I could hear Sadie's voice in the distance, making sure that the survivors stayed organized, even as they went hunting for a room or a place to sleep.
Colt was standing over me, blocking the sun from view as his chest rose and fell like I was personally responsible for the apocalypse and everything shitty in his life. I mean, I wasn't completely innocent, but I wasn't responsible for any of this shit.
In fact, if the house hadn't sent us here, he and everyone with him would have downed when the building collapsed or been eaten by the killer dolphins.
When I pointed that fact out to him, he turned even redder as he started grumbling under his breath.
Suddenly, the apartment gave one last loud groan before completely collapsing. As a result, the water around us turned violent; the waves from the impact of the building falling sent us bobbing up and down like apples.
