Ethan Dawson's words made everyone's expression change.
"Bleeding them?"
"Yes. There's a drought everywhere, and water sources have dried up. To survive, some people have started preying on their own kind." Recalling the gruesome sight, Ethan Dawson's brow furrowed slightly.
"I took Nathan Xavier into the mountains once and saw a corpse," Chet Lawrence said. "It was already decomposed, but its abdomen had been sliced open. I didn't think much of it at the time, but now that you say that... could that person have been gutted by other refugees?" At his words, both Wyatt Vaughn and Wendy shivered.
"Oh my god, that's horrifying."
"You haven't seen anything yet. There are far more horrifying things out there. Everyone should try to stay on the farm. The outside is full of refugees, and some might be lying in ambush. Anyone going on patrol needs to carry a gun and a whistle." Evelyn Ford glanced at Ethan Dawson as she continued.
