Reborn with Nothing but My Farm and Vengeance in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 439

Chapter 439: Chapter 439: The Shelter

To Melody Summers’s surprise, the apartment in 1502 was a complete mess, with soot-blackened marks everywhere.

Dismembered furniture lay in the living room. A few chairs were nothing but metal frames; their flammable parts had likely been burned for fuel.

In addition, a few scattered branches, apparently chopped down from the back mountain, were on the living room floor.

Melody Summers checked the living room, the second bedroom, and the storage room, but she didn’t see anyone. Finally, she went to the master bedroom.

She took a deep breath and slowly pushed open the master bedroom door.

A faint haze seemed to fill the master bedroom—whether it was soot or the frigid air, she couldn’t tell. Her eyes fell on an extinguished brazier in the center of the room, and—

Three bodies, huddled together.

A little girl in the middle was held tightly in her mother’s arms, her hands still clutching her mother’s clothes. The mother cradled her daughter, holding the girl’s legs between her own, as if trying to warm her with every last bit of her body heat. Beside them, the father embraced them both, holding his wife and daughter securely. All three had their eyes closed.

The family’s expressions were all peaceful, as if they had passed away in their sleep.

Their bodies were already stiff, their faces ashen, and their lips purple, but their arms were still wrapped tightly around one another, as if trying to offer warmth to the very last moment of their lives.

A pang of sorrow hit Melody Summers, and she couldn’t bear to look any longer.

She offered a silent prayer in her heart, ’Rest in peace,’ before slowly leaving the bedroom.

Across her two lifetimes, Melody Summers had witnessed many deaths, and she knew countless people had died in this extreme cold.

But seeing her neighbors dead right before her eyes, she couldn’t help but feel an uncontrollable sadness, a grief for the loss of her fellow human beings...

...

After composing herself, Melody Summers went to the last floor on her list, the 14th.

The residents on the 14th floor were quite cooperative. They were overjoyed to hear Melody’s news and immediately started rummaging through their luggage and packing, ready to head to the shelter for warmth.

After informing the last household, Melody Summers also set off for the 23rd floor. She wanted to see what the situation was like up there.

The power was out, so the elevators weren’t working. Melody struggled a bit climbing from the 14th to the 23rd floor. Along the way, she met a few other neighbors heading to the 23rd floor, carrying their luggage. They walked in fits and starts, stopping to rest when they got tired before continuing their ascent.

When she finally reached the 23rd floor, Melody found the hallway crowded with people.

The neighbors hadn’t seen each other in a long time. With the power outage, there had been no way to communicate. Now that they were finally gathered, they all started chattering away.

"Lowell! You old son of a gun, you’re still alive! It’s good you’re alive, so good... SOB..."

"Hey, Warren, what are you crying for? It’s so cold, you can’t be crying. Your tears will freeze into ice cubes the second they fall! You could get frostbite on your eyeballs! We’re all alive, that’s a good thing. Stop crying!"

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