After Nathan left, Sierra returned home. Looking around the familiar apartment, a strange feeling crept over her.
She instinctively glanced at Jayce, who happened to look over at the exact same moment.
They didnât even need to speak. The moment their eyes met, they understood what the other was thinking.
Something was off.
Something was very off.
"Sierra!"
Candice ran over from the window and threw her arms around Sierraâs leg.
The sandstorms outside were too severe for Candice to go out. Thatâs why Sierra hadnât let her come along to see Nathan off. Instead, Candice had been perched at the window, watching them downstairs through a pair of binoculars.
The little girlâs hug pulled Sierra from her thoughts. She looked down at Candice. "What is it, Candice?"
Candiceâs fair, delicate face was scrunched up in a conflicted expression.
In all the time Sierra had known her, this was the first time she had ever seen such a look on the little girlâs face.
It struck Sierra as odd.
Sierra slowly knelt, bringing her eye-level with Candice.
"Candice, whatâs on your mind? You can tell me anything, you know."
Candice thought for a moment before speaking softly. "I just feel... somethingâs a little strange."
"Whatâs strange? What about it feels strange?" Sierra asked patiently.
After all, Candice was only five years old. There were many things she couldnât express clearly.
She needed some gentle guidance.
Candice thought for a moment. "Before, when Nathan was here, there was always noise in the apartment. Now that heâs gone, is it going to be really quiet all the time?"
Hearing Candiceâs question, it suddenly dawned on Sierra.
âSo thatâs why! That explains the strange feeling I had when I walked in. This is the reason!â
It wasnât just Sierra; Jayce, who was standing nearby, had a similar look of realization on his face.
Clearly, he was thinking the same thing.
Someone with Nathanâs personality was rarely quiet.
When he was around, things could get pretty loud.
But now that he was gone and everything had suddenly fallen quiet, it was hard to get used to.
Sierra had never experienced anything like it, which was why she hadnât immediately put her finger on it.
It was only after hearing Candiceâs words that she finally understood.
Just by looking at the expression on Jayceâs face, Sierra knew he felt the same way.
âThis is really...â
Candice, oblivious to what the two adults were thinking, was still waiting for Sierraâs answer.
But when a long moment passed without a response, she began to feel puzzled.
"Sierra? Whatâs wrong? Why arenât you saying anything? Do you not know either?"
Sierra snapped out of her reverie and smiled at Candice. "Candice, people have to get used to saying goodbye. Everyone has their own life to live, and one person canât stay with another forever. Do you understand?"
Even as she asked, Sierra didnât really expect Candice to understand at her age.
She was just a child, after all. It was normal for her not to grasp such things.
But to Sierraâs surprise, Candice thought about it for a moment before countering with a question of her own.
"Then why is Jayce always with you, Sierra? Doesnât he have his own things to do?"
Sierra was at a loss for words.
âOf course!â
âSmart kids are hard to fool!â
Candice had already learned to think for herself!
Before Sierra could answer, Jayce spoke up, his expression serious.
"Because being with your sister is exactly what Iâm meant to do. Itâs my reason for living, my purpose. Itâs what Iâll do for the rest of my life."
Hearing Jayceâs words, Sierraâs heart gave a powerful throb.
âWho wouldnât be moved by words like that?â
âBut then again, is it really okay to say something like that in front of a child?â
âWonât it give her the wrong idea?â
Just as Sierra turned to look at Candice, the little girl nodded seriously. "Then when I grow up, Iâm going to find someone who makes being with me their whole lifeâs mission!"
Sierra was floored.
âWell, thatâs great!â
âItâs actually good that Candice thinks this way!â
âItâs much better than her deciding to make someone else her own lifeâs mission!â
âPerspective really is everything.â
âOnce you look at the alternative, this choice doesnât seem so bad!â
Later, when the two of them were alone, Sierra couldnât help but caution Jayce. "Candice is still so young. You shouldnât say things like that in front of her."
"Sierra, I know you mean well for Candice," Jayce replied softly. "But things are different now. The world isnât what it used to be. Itâs not a bad thing for her to understand more, to mature a little faster. On the contrary, if you protect her too much, if you raise her to be too honest and kind, *that* would be a bad thing. We both want to live, to survive for as long as we can, but no one can predict the future. Who knows what tomorrow will bring?
Can you guarantee that youâll always be there to protect her? If we canât, then helping her grow up faster, so she can protect herself, is the best thing we can do for her. Donât you think?"
Sierra honestly hadnât thought about it like that.
But thinking about it now, she had to admit that Jayce had a point.
In this apocalypse, no one could afford to remain naive and innocent forever.
Not even a child.
âIf there was anything to blame, it was this damned apocalypse.â
Sierra sighed. "I understand. Iâll keep that in mind."
Seeing that Sierra was still a little down, Jayce reached out and pulled her into his arms. "Sierra, youâre not the one whoâs wrong. The world is."
Sierra nodded in agreement. "I think so, tooâ"
Before she could finish, the walkie-talkie suddenly burst to life with a crackle of static.
The sudden noise surprised both Sierra and Jayce.
Sierra pulled out the walkie-talkie, and just as she brought it close to her ear, Nathanâs voice crackled through.
"Jayce! Sierra! You have to come! Get over here now!"
His voice wasnât loud; in fact, it sounded like he was deliberately whispering.
âThatâs strange.â
âNathanâs usually so loud. Why does he sound like heâs trying not to be heard?â
âBesides, how long has it been since he left?â
âOnly an hour or two. He probably hasnât even made it back to Dawnlight Base yet.â
âHe hasnât even gotten home, and heâs already calling us to go over?â
Jayce smiled and raised an eyebrow, taking the walkie-talkie from her. Just as he was about to speak, Nathanâs voice came through again.
"I found it! Someoneâs raising zombies! A whole residential complex full of them!"
"Weâre inside the complex now. Get over here, quick! Iâll wait for you. The location is..."