The Zombie Catastrophe

LIFE IN THE BUNKER

Life in the bunker was not so bad for any of the five inmates within. In fact, the place became its own little ecosystem, locking them in from the world.

The only time the problem started was when the supplies that Max and Kevin had gathered in the van were coming to an end. At first, they had lived like kings, eating merrily to get themselves out of their misery. The more time went past, the more meals started to become more spare — less stacked, less flavoured, and even less coloured.

Then came the day that the final bag of flour was torn open.

Default had made Laila the group chef. Ronnie was no good at cooking, and so was Sandra. Max always cooked coarse food, acceptable and digestible to no one but himself, and Kevin always seemed to make his food too spicy or too salty — it was almost always one, and also only tasty to himself.

Until Layla put on her magic gloves and cooked the best meal they'd had since zombies ran the town riot. After it, no one debated that she was the best,