The Day Love Betrayed Me and Never the Plan 29

Before heading out, Emily casually handed Chloe the keys. 

They quickly reached the corner of the eleventh floor, where a female zombie in a school uniform was stumbling around. 

From her weak appearance, it was clear she had just turned into a zombie right in the dorm and hadn’t fed on anyone yet, making her look pitiful and frail. 

As soon as they appeared, the zombie spotted them and stretched out her bluish–black hand, reaching for Emily. 

Emily froze in terror. “W–what do I do?” she stammered. 

“Cut off her hand. Don’t let her grab you and aim for her head, too,” Chloe ordered. 

“But I’ve never killed anyone before,” Emily protested, her legs shaking. 

Chloe’s voice came cold and detached from behind. “Then you might as well just wait to die.” 

The zombie was almost on top of her, claws raised to tear into her skin. 

With a terrified scream, Emily started swinging the machete wildly, not even aware of how long she kept going until Chloe gently tapped her on the shoulder. “It’s over, the zombie’s dead,” Chloe said. 

Emily blinked, her eyes landing on the disfigured body in front of her. Its hands were hacked off, face unrecognizable. 

The machete slipped from her shaking hands and clattered to the floor. She collapsed, gasping for air. Her panic shifted from fluster to resolve. She managed a weak, grateful smile at Chloe. “Thanks, Chloe.” 

“As long as you don’t blame me,” Chloe said. 

Emily grabbed the handrail and slowly pushed herself up, shaking her head. “No way. Honestly, zombies aren’t as scary as I thought.” 

“They just look scary,” Chloe said. “The real way to survive is by conquering your fear.” 

Emily nodded, more determined now. They came across another zombie on the eleventh floor, and this 

time, Emily handled it. She was still nervous, but she didn’t freak out like before. 

By the time she took down her fifth zombie on the tenth floor, her old, timid self was gone. Emily stood tall, her confidence shining through. 

“Let’s call it a day. Now, let’s take whatever we can from these two floors,” Chloe said. 

When Emily heard that, she couldn’t hide her excitement. For once, she actually got to go on a looting spree, like a real thief. 

The dorm locks weren’t anything special. Chloe pulled a pair of bolt cutters from her backpack and easily snipped through the lock. 

Each floor had 80 dorms, arranged in two rows, facing each other from east to west, with 40 rooms in each row. 

They split the work. Chloe handed Emily another pair of bolt cutters. “You take the south row, I’ll handle the north. Be careful when you open the doors. You never know if a zombie is inside.” 

“Got it!” Emily said, her eyes bright with excitement. 

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They opened the first dorm and found four beds with neatly folded bedding. The students had left everything behind when they went home for the holidays, and the closets were still full of clothes. 

Chloe quickly grabbed the bedding, clothes, wash basins, and even a teakettle tucked away in a corner, putting everything into her spiritual space. The apocalypse had dragged on for so long, and no one knew if things would ever go back to normal. 

Even though her spiritual space was already packed with beds, bedding, and clothes, Chloe wasn’t about to leave anything useful behind. Short of taking the toilet or people’s underwear, she took just about everything, even the beds. 

Before leaving, she locked the door with a new lock, just in case anyone else came by and noticed they’d been there. 

The next dorm was pretty much the same. There were half–used water jugs and plenty of snacks. 

Chloe pulled a big sack from her spiritual space and stuffed all the snacks they found into it. Everything else went straight into her space. 

Her spiritual space was like a giant mall, big enough to fit a small town. All the stuff she’d bought before the apocalypse, plus everything she’d looted from warehouses, had filled up all eighteen floors. 

Her Armored Hummer and white van were parked in a big open lot, about the size of a basketball court, both packed with supplies. For now, anything new they found just went into the lot. 

If she wanted to make her spiritual space bigger, she’d need more emeralds. 

Chloe moved quickly, already filling up three big sacks with food. To save space, she tossed out all the extra packaging. 

Meanwhile, Emily was dragging a huge bundle behind her. She’d stripped the cover off a comforter and stuffed it with snacks she’d gathered. 

They finished checking another dorm at the same time and stepped out, sharing a grin. 

They didn’t expect college students to love hiding snacks in their dorms. Most of it wasn’t worth much, and it didn’t go bad, so nobody bothered taking it home for the holidays. 

“Chloe, I found a bunch of canned food, and there’s convenience food everywhere. Every room has big water jugs, but I left them,” Emily said. After a pause, she added, “No worries. Let’s focus on the snacks first. We can grab the water later.” 

‘Nothing beats free stuff!‘ Emily thought. 

They hauled their loot up to Dorm 1201 on the twelfth floor, making trip after trip and cramming the supplies in until the balcony and hallway were packed. 

The dorm had two bathrooms. To save space, they sealed off one and turned the balcony, hallway, and the two beds opposite theirs into storage. By the end, there was barely any space left in the hallway, just enough to squeeze past to the bathroom. 

“Chloe, why do you bother locking up every dorm after we search them?” Emily frowned, thinking it seemed unnecessary and just made more work. 

“Because there are still four girls next door,” Chloe explained. “I don’t want them realizing we’ve been looting supplies.” 

Emily nodded, finally getting it. “Oh, right! Let’s grab everything we can now. Those girls are too freaked out to leave their room anytime soon.” 

“By the time they notice, we’ll have cleaned out the place. Let’s clean up the eleventh floor next,” Chloe 

said with a laugh, her voice low. “You go ahead. I’ll lock up the doors on the tenth floor first.” 

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“Want me to come with you?” Emily asked. 

Chloe shook her head quickly. “No need. Supplies are scarce right now. Let’s grab as much food as we 

can while we still can.” 

“Got it,” Emily replied. 

They split up to cover more ground. Chloe went down to the tenth floor, collecting everything Emily had left behind and storing it in her spiritual space, making sure nothing useful went to waste. Only then did she head up to the twelfth floor. 

Out in the hallway, Emily was hauling a big sack of supplies, standing her ground against four girls. 

Chloe stayed hidden around the corner, curious to see how Emily would handle the situation. 

“Emily, give us the supplies,” one of the girls demanded, a tough–looking one with a scowl on her face. 

Emily’s face darkened. If this had been before, she might’ve been scared facing off against four girls. But now, she’d already taken down a zombie. She wasn’t the same shy pushover anymore. 

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