8

Jason leads you, Emma, ​​and Heather to the back of the church and shows you a huge collection of electronic equipment with a stream of monitors like strobe lights against the marble back wall. Scenes from various cities around the world are on display - a tragic tribute to the spread of the virus.

"Nice setup," says Heather.

"Yes, I have four servers connected, connected to a satellite broadband, routing to as many jump stations as possible. Gigabytes of data is flowing through these babies, all about the Zombie Apocalypse."

Heather waves her hands in the air as if she's swatting a fly.

"Okay, okay, calm down Sparky. I just gave you a compliment. I'm not trying to be friends with Facebook," she says.

Emma kicks Heather's foot and mouth "be nice".

Jason's face goes blank.

"Facebook isn't even working," he says and sits down in a black leather wheelchair.

On the west side of the room is a tall wooden door with a crucifix carved from top to floor. It opens and two women enter. The taller one is smiling and has long, wavy strawberry red hair and wears a thin green tank top with black mesh pants. Behind her is a shorter woman, with black hair in a pixie cut, a nose ring, and wearing ripped jeans and a black T-shirt emblazoned with a bleeding heart. You vaguely remember both women, but you can't figure out where you met them.

"Hi," says the taller woman. "I'm Candace and this Mindy."

"Hi, I'm Rezo," you reply. "This is my sister Emma and her friend Heather."

"Oh, you're Tom's sister," Candace says and points at Heather. Heather nods.

"Didn't we see you pass us in the lobby of the building?" Mindy asks.