Apocalypse Cat: Survival in the End of the World — Episode 7

Day 31 since the outbreak. My master and I found a hidden shelter. But something felt off here. The doctor examining us walked almost silently.

His smell was strange too. No human scent. Just a faint, like disinfectant mixed with rot.

One night, I went to the bathroom. Passing the storage room, I heard hushed voices inside. That doctor,

and a tall guard. Not enough samples. Need more active-phase data. Understood.

When's the next cleanup team out? Tomorrow. Screen carefully. Fast reflexes.

Strong survivors. The rejects go straight to my lab. That new woman,

The one with the cat. Great vitals. Highly adaptive. Watch closely.

In that moment, my heart nearly stopped. Cleanup team. Rejects.

Lab. Watch closely. Was this really a shelter? More like a farm.

Or an experiment. These managers who seemed normal were not normal at all.

Something else. Advanced. Stealthy. More terrifying mutants.

They were screening humans. And the rejects? Their fate... I dared not imagine.

I ran back to my bunk. My master was asleep. A rare peaceful expression on his face. His peace so worried me.

I nudged him. Even sat on his chest. Desperate to wake him.