Chapter 138: Lonely Curtis
In the lobby, Karl saw Evelyn, Emmet, and Curtis already waiting, dressed in thick winter clothing to withstand the cold outside. Each of them carried an empty backpack, ready to be filled with whatever supplies they could find. Behind them, parked near the entrance, was a snowmobile—but it looked far from ordinary. The vehicle had been modified with additional metal plating on the sides and a reinforced steel frame, seemingly designed for extra protection.
Karl raised an eyebrow as he approached the vehicle. "Since when do we have a snowmobile?"
Emmet patted the hood of the machine with a hint of pride. "I modified it myself."
Karl stepped closer, inspecting it carefully. The engine looked sturdier than a regular snowmobile, with reinforced shock absorbers beneath. The wheels had been replaced with wider tracks, making it better suited for navigating through deep snow and ice.
"You know how to modify vehicles?" Karl asked, still skeptical.
Emmet smirked. "Used to be a mechanic before all this happened. Figured we’d need something more reliable than our own feet if we want to make it to the supermarket and back in one piece."
Evelyn crossed her arms. "Are we done questioning his skills? We need to move before it gets too late."
Karl gave a small nod. "Fine. Let’s go."
With that, they climbed onto the snowmobile, Emmet taking the driver’s seat. The engine roared to life, breaking the eerie silence of the ruined city. As they took off, the icy wind lashed against their faces, and the world around them blurred into a frozen wasteland of abandoned buildings and buried streets.
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Arriving at the Supermarket