114. Not finished

I walked to my grandma and addressed the group that stood in the passage, raking their necks to see something, which they weren't able to.

"We do have enough food for a few years. However, if my grandmother or I fall victim to something uncanny, there will be no food. For nobody. Then you will all die. Got it?"

"Additionally, the portal will open again, and the second one it will be; we will take that out. But you won't be able to if I am dead. And I won't move a finger if she is dead." I pointed at my grandmother.

"Stop showing off. It is my food, not ours." My grandma scoffed.

"You heard her. It's her food, so get into her good graces." I didn't take it personally, so fatigued from flipping the coin and suppressing the bouts of fury over what I had seen that I would love to just black out.

"Now we have three new people who are starving; how about we get them some food and water?"