"Oh!" Zoey quickly peaks around the door of the food storage room, startling the man which was sorting out the food a little.
"Could you tell Marlius to come to my office? Thanks." Zoey said as she quickly dissapeared from the door and walked over to her office, opening up the doors as she flopped down on her chair, letting out a long sigh.
'Tonight, I can't fall asleep. I need to protect these people from the zombies.' Zoey thought, her determination hardening. She didn't know why, but she felt a bit responsible for these people, and wanted the best for them. Even though she didn't know anything about them.
She was a bit worried though, did she manage to secure enough food for them? To her, it didn't seem like enough.
As tommorow, was technically her last day in the Apocalypse, and she will have to leave these people behind. Who was going to protect them after they were gone? How are they going to find food for themselves? So many concerns appeared into her mind.
