Edward noticed the now-empty truck parked outside.
Whatever they had gone to retrieve...
They had succeeded.
He also remembered the strange warmth that had spread through his own body while fighting earlier.
It hadn't been adrenaline.
It felt...different.
He'd read enough apocalypse novels to recognize the possibility.
He just never imagined fiction would become reality.
Questions crowded his mind.
He kept them to himself.
"It's almost dawn," Erik said. "We should head upstairs."
"The elevator still works," Kai pointed out hopefully.
"Death trap," Killian answered without hesitation.
Kai groaned dramatically.
"But the stairs are a death trap too."
He looked down at his legs.
"Mostly for my thighs."
Ben snorted.
"That's what happens when you skip leg day."
For the first time that night—
Edward and William stared at them.
In disbelief.
The world had ended.
They had all nearly died.
Yet somehow...
These people still found the strength to laugh.
