Chapter 18: On the Way Home
On the Way Home
Quite some time has passed since the suffocation operation. Now, there’s nothing moving on the streets. The mutants have long been dead, and there are no standing human-shaped infected to be seen. Most of them lack the strength to stand and are sitting down. Many have entered a state of hibernation, but that’s pretty much the same as volunteering to turn into jerky. They can’t survive without breathing, so they’ll dry up completely.
“It’s about time to prepare to go upstairs. I miss a warm bath and my bed.”
Sleeping uncomfortably in the duty room is only tolerable for a day or two. I deeply longed for my own space, my own cozy bedroom, and a park filled with the scent of nature. Whether Artemis understood my feelings or not, she was currently inspecting the dogs that had completed their final training.
[Attention.]
The Shepherds, now fairly well-disciplined, lined up in front of Artemis.
[It’s been hard getting here, you stupid mammals.]
“Woof! Woof!”
[Who said you could wag your tails? Don’t you understand the meaning of ‘attention’? The clumsy trainer who taught you might have been satisfied with 80%, but I expect 100%.]