Shaft 37

Erin drove the supply cart into him so hard that the wheels shrieked against tile and sent him stumbling backward. In the chaos, Lin read the print on their badges. State Emergency Coordination Unit. Not a robbery. Recovery. Daniel rolled off the exam bed and grabbed Lin’s sleeve. “Listen. Tonight is not just blackouts. The state is cutting the outer districts loose and forcing people into designated cooling points. More people means less water and medicine in the hot zones. Fewer deaths on paper. Better on TV. But they never told you the cooling points are all test sites. The batteries won’t last two days.” “Then where are we?” Erin asked.