The moment the steel door sealed shut, my legs nearly gave out. The weight of the cold, the exhaustion, the fear—it all crashed down on me. But I couldn't afford to break. Not now.
I turned and took in my surroundings. Dim emergency lights flickered along the ceiling, casting long shadows across the metallic walls. The facility smelled of dust and rusted metal, but the air was warm—heated by a still-functioning geothermal system deep beneath the island.
I crouched and gently unwrapped Lily from the thick blankets I had bundled her in. Her skin was pale, her lips dry.
Too much cold. Too little food.
I pressed a hand against her cheek. "Lily, wake up, baby."
She stirred slightly, her eyes fluttering open. "Daddy?"
My chest tightened. She sounded so weak.
Shadow, my dog, padded over and nudged her with his nose. She gave him a small, tired smile, her fingers curling weakly into his fur.
[System Notification: Facility Secured – Hidden Status Active]
[Reward: Advanced Power Grid – Facility Efficiency +30%]
The hum of machinery strengthened, and I felt the temperature rise a fraction. A good sign.
I exhaled, shifting into survival mode. Food. Water. Medical supplies. I needed to assess what I had and what I could scavenge from this place.
[New Task: Secure Essential Resources]
[Task Objectives:]
Locate Usable Equipment
Establish Food and Water Reserves
Enhance Perimeter Security
I took my rifle and flashlight and moved deeper into the facility. The place was old, long abandoned, but not entirely dead. Thick cables ran along the ceiling, leading to still-powered terminals blinking softly in the darkness.
Then I found it—a storage room.
I pried open a rusted cabinet, heart pounding. Inside, I found:
Canned food, enough for a few weeks if rationed.
Medical supplies—bandages, antiseptics, even a few vials of antibiotics.
An old military-grade survival pack.
[System Notification: Resources Secured – Stockpile Increased]
I wasn't alone anymore. I had Lily. I had Shadow. And now, I had something even more valuable than supplies: hope.
I slung the survival pack over my shoulder and turned to leave—then I saw it.
A door at the back of the storage room. Different from the others. Heavy, reinforced.
My gut told me whatever was inside wasn't ordinary.
I pressed my hand against the metal, hesitating.
[System Notification: Unidentified Sector Detected – Access Requires Clearance]
Clearance? For what?
This facility wasn't just a shelter.
It was hiding something.
And if I wanted to survive in this broken world, I needed to find out what.