The Apocalypse Survival Manual (Three Days Before Doomsday, I Stockpiled Billions) novel Chapter 801

Chapter 801

Worried a shark might’ve dragged Zeph off, Nicole changed into comfortable clothes and headed out onto the deck.

Zeph was still there, and apparently, he caught something.

Curious, she walked over and bent down to look in the bucket.

Zeph didn’t expect her to lean in so suddenly. He was pulling back on the rod, fighting another fish, and barely managed to shout, “Careful!”

Too late. A fish shot out of the bucket, snapping at Nicole’s nose.

Everything she survived left her with quick reflexes. She instinctively stepped back twice, dodging it.

The fish dropped back into the bucket, splashing water across the deck.

Nicole stared at it. “What did you catch?”

The fish on Zeph’s line fought hard, and his momentary distraction gave it a chance to escape. He reeled in

the slack.

“A croaker.”

A croaker? Since when were those things out for blood?

Nicole pulled out some mesh, fastened it over the bucket, and leaned in for another look.

That wasn’t a croaker. That was a piranha!

An ugly one, too, with a jutting lower jaw, razor-sharp, serrated teeth, and two big, mean-looking eyes.

One look was enough to give her nightmares.

Every time Nicole got close, it went berserk, thrashing against the sides of the bucket. She didn’t remember doing anything to deserve that kind of hostility.

Zeph came over. “Take another look. Is that a piranha or a croaker?”

Nicole peered closer.

Sure enough, it was a croaker, just much bigger than normal, with a grotesquely deformed head that made it look downright vicious.

Apparently, even croakers weren’t safe from that ancient virus released by the melting glaciers.

Looking terrifying wasn’t enough. This thing had a temper to match. The second it spotted anything that wasn’t another croaker, it went on the attack.

Bored out of her mind, Nicole decided to pick a fight with it. She leaned in, then pulled back.

The fish leaped at her, over and over. Apparently, this was a fight to the death. Eventually, the fish wore itself out, rolled belly-up, and died.

Zeph couldn’t decide whether to laugh or sigh. “What are you, five?”

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Even Poppy wasn’t this childish.

Nicole rolled her eyes. “What, you won’t want me anymore if I act like a kid?”

If he said yes, she would shove him overboard and feed him to the fish.

Zeph knew better by now. “I’d still want you even if you were a croaker.”

He was glad she was enjoying herself. It was better than keeping everything bottled up until she made

herself sick.

Nicole tossed the dead fish overboard, her smile fading. “We need to be careful. If we fall in, we’re fish food.”

Even if nothing ate them alive, a single bite could cause plenty of trouble.

Fortunately, the virus wasn’t airborne. Still uneasy, Nicole went back to the room, wiped down the surfaces with disinfectant, and switched on the air purifier.

The sunset was beautiful, but darkness wasn’t far behind.

Poppy and Cola chased each other through all three decks, their footsteps pounding back and forth. Nicole tossed them a ball, and Cola sprang up to catch it.

She and Zeph settled into their lounge chairs, watching the sunlight shimmer across the water as the sun sank toward the horizon.

The temperature dropped sharply after dark. There was no moon. Outside, they couldn’t see a thing.

After half a glass of red wine apiece and a soak in the steaming hot spring, they slept soundly.

Then heavy thuds sounded on the deck, as if something kept landing hard overhead.

Something swished through the air. More thuds followed.

Cola erupted into furious barking.

Nicole jolted awake. Something slammed against the window, and she quickly pulled back the curtain.

What on earth was that?

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