Girl's Doomsday Rebirth Revenge & Survive novel Chapter 394

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**TITLE: Doomsday Rebirth 394**

As Caroline stepped into the long corridor of the 66th floor, a sudden uproar echoed from above, slicing through the tense silence. The unmistakable sounds of shouting and heavy thuds reverberated through the air, suggesting a fierce struggle was unfolding just beyond her reach. Anxiety prickled at her skin as she paused, straining to decipher the chaos above.

Last night had been a whirlwind of frantic collaboration, as everyone had united to hoist Handsy, their oversized companion, up to the rooftop. His size had made it increasingly uncomfortable to keep him indoors, and so they had made the decision to move him just moments before the arrival of three men clad in ominous hazmat suits.

These newcomers belonged to a recently formed organization of mutants, a group that had emerged from the shadows of their ordinary lives. They were once just regular survivors, navigating the harsh realities of a world turned upside down. But upon discovering their unique abilities, a dozen of them had banded together, seeking strength in numbers.

However, despite their newfound powers, they found themselves in dire straits. Before awakening their abilities, they had been just like everyone else—struggling to survive, scavenging for scraps, and refusing to seek refuge in the shelters that promised safety. Now, with powers coursing through their veins, they were unwilling to continue living in such a meager state. Their desperation led them down a dark path, where thoughts of theft and betrayal began to fester.

Initially, they targeted the few isolated survivors they encountered, believing that the spoils would be plentiful. Yet, to their dismay, the few who had managed to endure the apocalypse were barely clinging to life themselves. The meager loot they gathered left them feeling disillusioned and ravenous for a more significant prize.

Their ears perked up when whispers of a deadly plague began to circulate, a terrifying epidemic that swept through the nearby areas like wildfire. Among the group was William Martinez, a man gifted with the ability to fly. He often took on the role of their scout, soaring above the ruins in search of opportunities.

During one of his routine reconnaissance missions, William stumbled upon unmistakable signs of the plague’s presence. It was a death sentence for anything it touched—humans and animals alike fell victim to its relentless grip. Even the flies that carried the disease succumbed within a day, leaving nothing but silence in their wake.

The sheer horror of this plague rattled the group. Initially, William’s instinct was to warn his companions to steer clear of the impending doom. But as the others began to conspire, a sinister idea took root—they could unleash the plague upon the shelter, wiping out its inhabitants and claiming their supplies for themselves. The only stipulation was that they had to ensure none of their own group contracted the disease.