Chapitre 74: The bomb in the storage part 1

Coming to the lower quarters was almost akin to visiting the slums, or at least that was the feeling Mark got when he walked inside that place. Even the entrance hall was full of people of all shapes and sizes. 

No visible space could be sound with such an arrangement of space and people laid down like puzzle pieces to block even the necessary travelling space. It was impossible to tell where one person began and where the other ended.

"A new person seeking shelter? Ah, wait here while I check the available space for you" the person was not polite, even if his words were. His tone suggested that he would like nothing more than for Mark to go away and it was understood why.

Every space was given limited resources and with more mouths to feed, things were bound to become more difficult. As such, no one wanted more people to join them at such short notice.