Girl's Doomsday Rebirth Revenge & Survive novel Chapter 449

**Chapter 449: A Wish in the Dirt**

Caroline let out a deep, weary sigh, the enormity of her situation weighing heavily on her shoulders. “So, there’s genuinely no other option available?” Her voice trembled slightly, a mix of desperation and a flicker of hope threading through her words.

Jasper, his brow furrowed in thought, rubbed the back of his neck as he considered her plight. “What if you tried pulling out three hairs from Marmy?” His suggestion hung in the air, a delicate glimmer of possibility amidst the darkness that surrounded them.

“You mean, bury them in Farm One and make a wish?” Caroline’s eyes widened, a spark of excitement igniting within her. Could this truly be the solution she had been yearning for? The thought filled her with a renewed sense of purpose, a beacon of hope in her otherwise bleak reality.

At that moment, Marmy sat nearby, engaged in a curious companionship with the enormous fish that loomed in the water. It was a strange pairing, one that made Caroline ponder the unspoken bond between them. What secrets were exchanged in their silent communication? Perhaps, from Marmy’s perspective, the giant fish was the one truly in need of healing—a reflection of their shared struggles in a world that seemed intent on breaking them.

Caroline felt a surge of protectiveness for the giant fish, its massive form a testament to resilience in the face of adversity. She turned to Jasper, her voice steady and resolute. “We need to stop teasing that poor creature. It has endured enough. Just look at it—so large and powerful, yet still treated as if it were merely a meal. And we can’t even eat it!” The injustice of it all twisted her heart, fueling her determination to stand against the cruelty that permeated their world.

After taking a deep breath to calm her racing thoughts, Caroline followed Jasper’s advice with meticulous care. With gentle hands, she plucked three delicate hairs from Marmy’s fluffy coat, feeling an odd sense of connection with the little creature as she did so. She buried them in the rich, fertile soil of Farm One, standing there for what felt like an eternity, her heart pouring into the earth as she made her heartfelt wish.

Once she felt her wish had taken flight into the universe, she exited the storage space, her heart still pounding with anticipation. She glanced around her mobile base one last time, ensuring everything was secure before locking the door and driving away into the night.

The darkness had already draped its heavy cloak over the world, casting eerie shadows that danced along the deserted streets. It felt hauntingly familiar, reminiscent of her earlier arrival—void of life, devoid of the usual hustle and bustle. The silence was unsettling, and Caroline’s instincts kicked into high gear.

Yet, she remained vigilant, her senses on high alert. Memories of the unsettling presence of the individuals who had been tailing her earlier flooded her mind. What did they want from her? The uncertainty gnawed at her, fueling her anxiety as she navigated the empty streets, her eyes darting around for any sign of danger.

Then, without warning, as she approached a fork in the road, a car emerged from the shadows—a swift, silent predator with its headlights off, executing the ambush with chilling precision.

In an instant, Caroline’s heart raced as her vehicle collided with the rogue car. The impact jolted her, and dread washed over her. Who would be reckless enough to jeopardize something so precious in this apocalyptic world, all for the sake of taking her out?

But they clearly hadn’t anticipated her hidden advantage—the storage space where she could seek refuge.

The moment the impact reverberated through her car, Caroline instinctively slipped into her storage space, vanishing from sight as the chaos erupted outside.

From her concealed vantage point, she witnessed the madness unfolding beyond her vehicle. The hood crumpled under the force of the collision, and the airbag deployed with a loud pop, cushioning her from the worst of the impact. Without the storage space, even with her formidable abilities and resilient body, she would have been knocked unconscious.

The car that had struck her came to a halt, and moments later, several figures emerged, their intentions cloaked in menace.

As they approached her vehicle, Caroline sprang into action, diving back into the driver’s seat. She buried her face into the airbag, feigning unconsciousness, her heart racing like a drum in her chest.

The sound of the door being yanked open jolted her senses, and she could hear their voices drifting in from outside, filled with a mix of curiosity and malice.

“Is this Caroline?” one voice questioned, uncertainty lacing his tone.

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