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It was morning, two days later.

Just waking up while rubbing his sleepy eyes, Nicholas took the cooked food from the refrigerator and heated it up. It was the same dark gloomy morning.

[Shhh... Sskh...]

A squeaking sound was heard from somewhere. Nicholas pricked up his ears. Seemed like it was coming from the living room. Feeling disgruntled, Nicholas walked into the dark living room and turned on the lamp. There was nothing.

[Sskh...! Squeak... Grrr...!]

However, the unknown sound kept repeating itself. Nicholas cast his eyes around to find the source of the sound and finally found the broken radio. Maybe Dustin was trying to fix it and missing some screws on the way, causing the ugly noise. Nicholas turned it off.

"I'm gonna throw you away. No, would I get money if I sell you to a junk store instead?"

Well, better not to expect too much since it was a cheap product. Nicholas hurried into the kitchen when he smelled something burning.

"Ah, damn. "

Logan said it wouldn't taste good if the food got heated for too long. And now it became beyond saving. Nicholas even needed the help of a knife to put the sticky food on the plate. He was upset yet he still stuffed the burnt food into his mouth. After all, It was his fault for forgetting to turn off the gas stove.

Nicholas left the house for work.

After the incident the day before yesterday, the atmosphere at the workplace was terrible. Yesterday, the workshop was back to business as usual, but no one knew how it would be today.

The bad mood continued even after work. No one knew exactly what was causing the work stoppage. And the boss was also consistent in saying that he didn't know anything. Although rumor said that the goods going to the center could not be returned and even contact with those who delivered them was lost. Some also commented that this mining farm was losing money and couldn't pay them. Some others raised another conspiracy theory. Causing the workers to complain that it might be better to flee than have their wages stolen.

"What's the point of keeping making conspiracy theories? Oh, Green Bull scored a goal!"

Those who sat in front of the TV at lunchtime discussing conspiracy theories soon became immersed in the soccer game. Nicholas was sitting in a corner away from his colleagues, biting into a tasteless bun. Today's breakfast was already not good, but trying to eat something tasteless even at lunch made him frown. He couldn't even shave today as he had to deal with the burning frying pan. He was usually beaten up, but today he looked even more ragged.

"What is that?"

The mouths of the workers watching TV suddenly turned into a question. Nicholas lifted his head, wondering if the team he was betting money on had suffered a catastrophic defeat.

But no. Instead of virtual soccer, the low-quality TV was showing another scene.

Nicholas stared at the TV screen and barely swallowed the bread he was eating down his throat. His breathing was choked.

On the screen, a blood-covered news anchor shouted with a panicked look.

[Emergency! Breaking news! At 1:07 pm today, the Cordollian invasion has completely destroyed the city! Everyone, hurry and flee―AAAHHH!]

The news was cut by a sudden appearance of a huge monster eating the news reporter's head and dragging her away. The scream was deafening. Before long, the screen showed an empty table where the news anchor had disappeared. The scream still continued. Just hearing the gut-wrenching screams and the sound of flesh being ripped apart was enough to make Nicholas feel her pain.

No one thought to change the channel, just watching the senseless scene with a perplexed face. Then, the cordollian that had attacked the news anchor appeared on the screen again. A piece of flesh was stuck in its blood-stained snout, and its gleaming golden eyes were literally those of a beast. The moment its eyes met across the screen with a vertically torn pupil, Nicholas vomited up what he was eating.

"Ugh...!"

He let out a groan and shivered. His throat was clogged. He could not lift his head, for it seemed that those frightening eyes were right in front of him.

The workshop in an instant became noisy with buzzing. The workers, excited by the brutal scene, exchanged words.

"What, is that real?"

"Ah! Our team was winning!"

Some indeed showed a weak reaction like Nicholas but the rest did not believe since it looked unrealistically brutal. They thought it must be a clip from some horror movie that was aired incorrectly.

However, when the break was over, no one left. They just stared silently at the TV that now only showed an empty news broadcast desk.

"Attention!"

The supervisor banged on the workshop wall and drew attention. His face was as pale as that of a man without blood. His whole body was even soaked to the bone. He must have run inside the workshop under the heavy rain.

"Did everyone just watch the broadcast...?" he asked in a trembling voice.

No one answered and silence remained. Although his trembling voice and fear-stained face made the workers sense something was wrong. Through his facial expression, those who had yet to believe what they saw on the screen realized that it looked nothing like a mis-aired horror movie.

"What...? Was that...real?"

"......"

The supervisor nodded his head with wide terrified eyes about to cry. He looked like he was going to collapse. If the situation was normal, someone would have calmed him down and made him drink some water, but now no one did.

"We're all f*cked."



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