In a small room on the second floor of a shop facing the street, a woman with disheveled hair woke up.
"Child... Where's my child..."
The woman searched around the room.
"I say, lady, don't look for your child the moment you wake up!
"It's been days! Even if your child is here, they would have starved to death."
A young woman in the corner complained.
"That's right. Can't you let me rest properly? I can barely sleep as it is.
"Those people outside go hard on me every day. I'll die of exhaustion if I don't sleep a little longer."
"Shut up."
Another young woman said.
They had all been caught by a group of survivors.
In the beginning, they would resist with all their might.
However, after learning about the current situation outside, they gradually gave way.
At the very least, they could have a full meal and a safe shelter.