-Did you hear?
-What? That troublesome message? Of course I did.
-What are we going to do?
-What do you want us to do? Look for zombies somewhere among the over 7 billion people in the world?
That casual conversation wasn't just any conversation. It was the conversation between two of the most important people in the whole pentagon.
One was the Secretary of Defense.
The other who clearly lashed at his superior was the one in charge of the ongoing investigation of the supernatural cases.
They had known each other for a long time, and their relationship was closer to that of friends than colleagues.
I had a bit of trouble writing this chapter. I wrote it after the chapter coming next, and I felt kind of a writer's block for the most part. I know where and how I want to go, but the path is a bit complicated to figure out. My utter lack of sleep and my cold, as well as my addiction to anime not being fulfilled are not helping, for the record.
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