Teddybear

Briar didn't pull out her gun, not yet, but her hand inched toward it. Odds were, whoever was banging on the hatch was just another one of them, stranded and ...

Briar shook her head, "Some infectious diseases take a while to show symptoms," she thought about her own experiments, how the longest living subject had gone sixty days without showing ...

Briar shook her head, "It wasn't safe for them," she said, referring to the dead bodies, "The passage of time doesn't mean that it is safe for us." She kept ...

Queenie took an involuntary step back, her grip tightening around her gun. She glanced at the door. She could leave. She should leave. She had every reason to. She closed ...

Queenie's smile didn't falter, rather, it morphed in tone. Before it had been false-sweet, but now it was pure malice. "If you want to stop wasting time," she said, her ...

Queenie stared Ryder down. 'A mistake' he had said. A mistake had brought her here. A mistake was keeping her here. In New York City. In what appeared to be ...

She resisted for a second, then let the gun drop to her side. She glared, "What makes you think that's up to you?" she growled. If she wasn't going to ...

Queenie didn't lower her gun, didn't change her expression, and didn't pull the trigger. "You heard him, he'll live," she said, calmly, "Plus, I think putting a bullet in the ...

Queenie's lips twitched into a smile, meanwhile, murder filled her eyes. "You mean," she said, deadly calm, "I'm stuck here, with no way of getting back, because you decided that ...

Briar took a second to process, then knelt down to examine the snow. She wasn't the expert on different kinds of ash -Queenie had always been the arson of the ...

Queenie glared at Lunis, "Do you really think that knife is helping?" she asked, only half rhetorically, and turned back to the reaper, looking him over carefully. She didn't know ...

Briar listened to the discussion carefully. She was beginning to think that maybe breaking off from the group would be her best bet. She had only ever been good at ...

"We don't know that they're all dead," she said matter-of-factly, "And we don't know that every hatch contains food. This looks to me like a fallout shelter of some kind," ...

"Do I really have to make my point again?" Queenie huffed a frustrated sigh, "Here, let me make this as clear as possible, the gods danmed reaper doesn't matter. Who ...

Briar recounted what she saw in her head. There had been some food there, a lot, even, but she didn't know how long they were going to be there, or ...