Sue rushed toward the door with her daughter slung over her back. Ray followed close behind her and stayed on high alert.
The air was filled with the smell of formaldehyde, and the dark surroundings made Ray even more fearful. Occasionally there would be noise from Zone B, and Ray worried that a dangerous creature could jump out at any minute.
“What is your daughter’s name?” Ray asked casually, trying to ease the tension.
"Sandy and she is eight years old."
“Does she have a last name?”
“Sandy Sun…” Sue sighed.
It was so quiet that the sound of their breathing became annoying.
“It’s a nice name. I remember you mentioning a church before; where is it?"
All God's Container’s seemed to be significantly lighter than when they were normal humans. Therefore Sue kept the same pace she
