The old box truck finally gave up.After struggling uphill for three hours, moving away from the highway littered with vehicle carcasses, its diesel engine died completely with a pathetic 'krak' sound on a rocky path at the foot of Mount Manglayang."Well... Innalillahi," Ujang mumbled, affectionately patting the truck's dashboard. "Thank you, pretty one. You've brought us this far. Rest now."In front of them, hidden behind a thin mist and dense pine trees, stood an old colonial-style villa. Its white paint was peeling, its roof tiles mossy, but the building was still sturdy. Its iron fence was tall, covered in climbing plants, giving the illusion of perfect security."Get out," Irene ordered softly. "We'll rest here until sunrise. The truck can't go any further, and Boby needs a flat place to lie down."They unloaded their belongings. The orphanage children ran in small groups towards the spacious villa yard, as if forgetting that the world had ended. For them, green grass and fresh

Time didn't just slow down. Time felt like it was shattering into pieces.On Boby's retinas, he could see every horrific detail with painful, high-definition clarity.He saw Dogy's jaws wide open. He saw the saliva dripping from the dog's tongue. He saw the metallic gray muzzle of the micro-missile that had just launched from the drone pod.And then... the impact happened.CRUNCH.Dogy's canines, which had once torn through zombie necks and chewed on beef bones, were now clamped firmly onto the body of the missile in mid-air.It was only a meter in front of Boby's face. Too close. Too brave.The proximity sensor on the missile's warhead detected the impact. The trigger activated.BOOOOOOOOOOM!An orange fireball exploded in the air, instantly engulfing Dogy's head and neck.The shockwave hit Boby like a giant hammer swung by God. The thick wooden door behind Boby's back shattered into pieces, its hinges torn off, the wood turning into sharp splinters.Boby was thrown backward, his bod