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0:00Day one, you fall asleep in a tent. Not
0:02a real one, a display tent in the
0:04camping aisle. While your mom finishes
0:06the shopping, you only meant to close
0:07your eyes for a minute. When you open
0:09them, the store is dark. The music has
0:11stopped. The big lights are off. Only
0:13small white emergency lights glow above
0:15the aisles. You crawl out of the tent
0:16and call for your mom. Nothing. At the
0:18end of the aisle stands her shopping
0:20cart. Her bag is still in the child
0:22seat. Her phone is lying on top of the
0:24cereal boxes the screen still on. The
0:26clock on it says 7:42. So does the clock
0:28above the pharmacy. So does every watch
0:30in the jewelry case. They have all
0:32stopped at the same minute. You walk to
0:33the front of the store. Carts stand in
0:35the middle of the aisles. A basket of
0:37shoes lies on the floor. At one
0:39checkout, a pack of chewing gum sits
0:40halfway across the scanner like the
0:42cashier was holding it a second ago.
0:44There is nobody, no customers, no staff,
0:47no security guard at the door. The
0:48sliding doors don't slide. You push them
0:50and they don't move. They are locked for
0:52the night. Outside the parking lot is
0:54full of cars. Every single one of them
0:56is empty. Some still have their
0:57headlights on. One has its door wide
0:59open, the seat belt warning still
1:01beeping. You stand at the glass for a
1:03long time, waiting for someone to walk
1:04across the lot. Nobody does. Then one by
1:07one, the emergency lights above you
1:08start to go out. Emergency lights in big
1:11stores run on batteries. Most of them
1:13last about 90 minutes. You have used up
1:15most of that just standing at the doors.
1:17You run back to the camping aisle and
1:19rip open every box you can find.
1:21Torches, batteries, lanterns, a
1:25headlamp. By the time the last emergency
1:27light dies, you have a lantern in each
1:30hand. You sit in the tent you fell
1:32asleep in with your mom's phone in your
1:34lap. On the screen, there is an unscent
1:36message to you.
1:37>> Wait for me by the station.
1:38>> That is all. She never finished it. The
1:40phone has no signal. You try to call her
1:42anyway. You try your dad, your gran, the
1:44police. Nothing connects. So, you do the
1:46only thing the message tells you to do.
1:48You wait.
1:50Day two. Nobody comes. You have stopped
1:53crying by lunchtime, mostly because you
1:55are too hungry to keep going, so you
1:57start counting instead. The back store
1:59room is full. Around 3,000 cans of food,
2:02more than a thousand bottles of water,
2:03boxes of rice, pasta, crackers, and
2:07peanut butter. For one person, that
2:09isn't weeks. That is years. Canned food
2:12lasts a long time. The date on the can
2:14is when the taste starts to get worse,
2:16not when the food goes bad. So food
2:18isn't your problem. You write the
2:20numbers on the back of a receipt roll
2:22and stick it to the tent. Then you look
2:23at your mom's message again.
2:25>> Wait for me by the station.
2:26>> By the tents? It has to be. That is
2:29where she left you.
2:31>> Day three. The city goes dark. You see
2:34it from the front windows. At night, the
2:36street lights flicker then die. One
2:38street at a time until the whole city is
2:41black. Power stations need people to run
2:43them. Without anyone at the controls,
2:45they start shutting themselves down. The
2:46store's freezers stop humming. The tills
2:48go silent. The automatic doors, which
2:50were locked, stay locked forever. Then
2:52in the bathroom, you turn on a tap. It
2:54coughs, spits, and stops. Water in a
2:57city is pushed through the pipes by
2:59pumps. Pumps need electricity. You are
3:01suddenly very glad about those thousand
3:03bottles. That night, for the first time,
3:05you hear dogs barking somewhere outside.
3:07Lots of them far away.
3:11Day nine, the freezer section starts to
3:13smell. Meat, fish, ice cream, frozen
3:16pizza. Hundreds of kilos of food, all
3:18rotting at the same time. By the second
3:20week, the smell reaches the camping
3:21aisle. You find rolls of plastic
3:23sheeting in the home section and tape it
3:24over every freezer door three layers
3:26thick. Then you never walk down that
3:28aisle again. The days get a shape. Wake
3:29up, eat, check the doors, walk the
3:31store, wait by the tent. You ride a
3:33scooter from the toy section from one
3:35end of the store to the other. You build
3:36a fort out of pillows in the bedding
3:38aisle. You eat cereal for dinner three
3:40nights in a row because nobody can tell
3:41you not to. For a few days, it is almost
3:43fun. Then it is very, very quiet. so
3:46quiet that you start talking to the
3:47mannequins in the clothing section just
3:49to hear a voice.
3:52Day 21. You see the dogs for the first
3:54time. A pack of seven crossing the
3:56parking lot. A big gray one at the front
3:57with a torn ear. A collie. Something
3:59that used to be someone's fluffy white
4:01pet. Pets that are left alone don't stay
4:03pets for long. When the food runs out,
4:06they break out, find each other, and
4:07start to hunt together. The gray one
4:09stops at the front doors. It sniffs the
4:11gap underneath. Then it looks straight
4:12through the glass at you. You don't
4:14move. After a long minute, it trots away
4:16and the others follow. That night, you
4:18pull every heavy thing you can find in
4:19front of the doors. Shelves, pallets, a
4:22row of fridges from the appliance
4:23section. You don't know if dogs can open
4:25glass doors. You don't want to find out.
4:29Day 30. You find the ladder. It is in
4:31the back of the store room, bolted to
4:33the wall, going up to a hatch in the
4:35ceiling. You climb. The hatch is heavy,
4:37but it opens and cold air hits your
4:39face. You are on the flat roof of the
4:41store. From up here, you can see the
4:43whole city. Nothing moves on the roads.
4:45Thousands of cars stand where they
4:46stopped, some in the middle of
4:48crossings. A plane sits at the end of
4:50the airport runway, never taken off.
4:52Smoke rises from two places downtown.
4:54With no firefighters, a fire just keeps
4:56going until it runs out of things to
4:58burn. You look for one moving car, one
5:00lit window, one person. There is
5:03nothing. From then on, you cook on a
5:04camping stove up here where the smoke
5:06can't fill the store. Then, right below
5:08you in the parking lot, something small
5:10is limping between the cars. It is a
5:12dog, a small one, brown and white with a
5:15pink collar and a limp in its back leg.
5:17It isn't with the pack. It is alone like
5:19you. You watch it for 3 days. It sleeps
5:22under a car near the doors. It never
5:24barks. On day 33, you open the garden
5:27center gate just a little and put down a
5:28bowl of water and a can of dog food. The
5:30dog looks at you for a long time, then
5:32it eats. It takes a week before it lets
5:34you touch it. Another week before it
5:36follows you inside. The tag on its
5:37collar says pickle. Somebody loved this
5:40dog enough to give it a stupid name. You
5:41sleep better with Pickle in the tent.
5:43Dogs hear things long before people do.
5:45And for the first time since day one,
5:47someone listens when you talk.
5:50Day 60. You are moving a metal shelf in
5:52the dark when it slips. The edge slices
5:54across the back of your hand deep. There
5:56is no doctor, no hospital, nobody to
5:59call. You run to the pharmacy with the
6:01torch in your teeth and blood running
6:02down your wrist, bandages, tape,
6:04antiseptic. You read the instructions on
6:06the antiseptic three times before you
6:08use it because there is nobody to ask if
6:11you are doing it right. For four days,
6:12your hand is swollen and hot. Pickle
6:15sleeps pressed against your side the
6:16whole time and doesn't leave you once.
6:18On the fifth day, the swelling goes
6:19down. You look at the cut closing and
6:22for the first time, you really
6:23understand it. Nobody is going to save
6:24you. If you mess up in here, that is it.
6:28Day 88, a storm comes in from the west.
6:31By night, the wind is so loud the whole
6:33building caks. Then above the toy aisle,
6:36something cracks. Part of the roof gives
6:38way. Rain pours straight in in a solid
6:40sheet. You run with buckets, tarps,
6:43paddling pools from the summer section.
6:45It isn't enough. Water spreads across
6:47the floor, under the shelves, into the
6:49bottom rows of the storeroom. In the
6:51morning, you count 400 cans ruined,
6:53labels gone, cans rusting, boxes turned
6:56to mush. 400. You do the maths again. It
6:59is still years, but for the first time,
7:00you understand that the store isn't
7:02forever. The roof is broken. The rain
7:04will come back. And every storm after
7:06this one will find the same hole.
7:10Day 120. Pickle starts growling at the
7:12garden center gate. Not the soft growl
7:14she does at the pigeons, the deep one.
7:16You grab the torch and the metal bar
7:17from the hardware aisle. Someone is
7:19outside the gate. A boy may be 2 years
7:21older than you in a red hoodie with a
7:23backpack and a bike. His face is thin.
7:26His lips are cracked. He is holding his
7:28hands up. His name is Sam. He has been
7:31riding from town to town for 4 months
7:32looking for anyone. He found nobody. He
7:35saw the smoke from your fires on the
7:36roof where you sometimes cook. He has
7:38not eaten in 3 days. You look at Pickle.
7:41She stops growling. You open the gate.
7:43Sam eats six cans of peaches without
7:44stopping, then falls asleep on the floor
7:46of the bedding aisle. He sleeps for 16
7:48hours. When Sam wakes up, he tells you
7:50what is out there. Every town is the
7:51same. Every house, every car, every
7:53shop, empty, lights off, doors open,
7:56dinner's still on tables. All the clocks
7:58he saw stopped at 7:42. He tells you he
8:00went to his own house first. His mom's
8:02car was in the driveway. The TV was on.
8:05Her coffee was on the table, still half
8:07full. He waited there for a month. Then
8:09he stopped waiting. You tell him about
8:11the message.
8:12>> Wait for me by the station.
8:13>> Sam doesn't say anything for a long
8:15time. Then he asks if you have looked
8:17anywhere else. You say you can't. If she
8:19comes back and you aren't here, she will
8:21think you left. Sam looks at the tent in
8:23the camping aisle. Then he looks at you.
8:24He doesn't argue.
8:27Day 150. Sam has an idea. If anyone else
8:30is still out there, they need to know
8:31you are here. A signal. Something big
8:33enough to see from far away. On the
8:35roof, you build a fire in a metal
8:36barbecue from the garden section. Every
8:38night, a small bright light on top of
8:40the store. Sam thinks it is too small.
8:42So on day 165, you make it bigger. A
8:45pile of wooden pallets right next to the
8:47roof hatch. Your idea, not his. Sam says
8:50it is too close to the edge. You say it
8:52is fine. That night, the wind turns.
8:54Sparks blow across the roof and drop
8:56through the hole the storm made straight
8:58into the toy aisle, which is full of
9:00plastic. You smell it before you see it.
9:02Then the smoke alarm goes off. It still
9:04has a battery and it screams. Sam drags
9:06the fire extinguishers from the hardware
9:08aisle. You find two more by the tills.
9:10You spray until they are empty. It isn't
9:12enough. The toy aisle burns, then the
9:14party aisle next to it. Smoke fills the
9:16store, black and thick. You crawl along
9:18the floor with pickle under one arm
9:20because the air is cleaner down low. Sam
9:22pulls the shelves away from the garden
9:23center gate and you all fall out into
9:25the cold. You sit in the parking lot and
9:27watch the front half of the store glow
9:29orange. Around dawn, the rain comes back
9:32and the fire goes out. Sam doesn't say
9:33it was your fault. He doesn't need to.
9:37Day 166. You walk back inside. The front
9:40of the store is black. The roof over the
9:42toy aisle is gone. Ash covers
9:44everything. And the smell will never go
9:46away. But the back is still standing.
9:48The store room, the camping aisle, your
9:49tent. You count again. 900 cans gone.
9:52The water from the front gone. Half the
9:54medicine gone. Sam sweeps a path through
9:55the ash with a broom from the cleaning
9:57aisle. He still doesn't say anything.
9:58Neither do you. And the front doors, the
10:00ones the dogs could never get through,
10:02are now just a black hole in the wall.
10:04That night, Pickle growls in her sleep.
10:06Somewhere out in the dark close, the
10:08pack is howling. They can smell the
10:10smoke. And now there is nothing between
10:11them and you.
10:14Day 172, they come in. You hear the
10:16claws first on the burned floor at the
10:18front. Then the gray dog with the torn
10:21ear walks out of the dark into the light
10:23of your lantern. Behind him, six more.
10:25Sam grabs a shopping cart and shoves it
10:27down the aisle with a crash. The dogs
10:29scatter. You and Sam drag Pickle into
10:31the store room and slam the metal door.
10:33The dogs scratch at it for an hour. Then
10:35they leave, but they don't go far. From
10:37now on, you live in the back. The store
10:39room is your home. The metal door stays
10:40shut. You only go into the store in
10:42daylight together with the bar and a
10:44cart to throw. And the tent, the one by
10:46the camping aisle, stays out there in
10:47the store where the dogs walk at night.
10:50Day 180. Pickle wakes you up. She is
10:53standing at the store room door, stiff,
10:55staring at it. Her fur is up along her
10:57whole back. She isn't growling. She is
10:59shaking. You look at your watch. It is
11:017:42 in the evening. Then you hear it
11:04from the speakers in the ceiling, the
11:05ones that played music before day 1.
11:07There is a crackle. 1 second long, then
11:10silence. There is no power in the
11:11building. There has been no power for 6
11:13months. Sam is awake now, too. He heard
11:15it. Neither of you says a word until
11:17morning. In the morning, you check the
11:18speakers. The wires go to a box in the
11:20office. The box is cold and dead and
11:23covered in ash.
11:25Day 210. Sam packs his bag. He wants to
11:28go south where it is warmer before
11:31winter. He has a map from the travel
11:32section with a route drawn on it. He
11:34wants you to come. You say you can't
11:36leave. Sam says she isn't coming back.
11:38You say he doesn't know that. He says
11:39nobody is coming back. It has been 7
11:41months. He waited for his mom, too, and
11:44the waiting nearly killed him. You tell
11:45him to go, then, so he does. He leaves
11:47you half the food in his bag, a torch,
11:50and a note on top of your tent. If you
11:52change your mind, follow the route. I'll
11:54leave signs. Pickle stands at the garden
11:56gate and watches him ride away until he
11:57is gone. Then she comes back and lies
11:59down next to you. She doesn't leave.
12:02Day 240. It snows. The burned roof lets
12:05the cold straight in. Water bottles
12:07freeze solid on the bottom shelves. You
12:09can see your breath inside the store, so
12:11you build a room inside the store room.
12:13Mattresses from the bedding aisle for
12:15walls, blankets on the floor, emergency
12:17blankets from the camping aisle, the
12:19shiny ones, taped on the inside because
12:21they bounce your body heat back at you.
12:23You wear three layers, wool where you
12:25can. Wet cotton steals your heat. Wool
12:28keeps some of it even when it is wet.
12:29You sleep with pickle inside your
12:31sleeping bag. Some nights you hear the
12:32pack outside the metal door, pacing,
12:35hungry. Some nights you think about Sam
12:37somewhere south where it is warm. And
12:39every night you think about the tent.
12:43Day 270. The snow melts and you go back
12:46out to the tent for the first time in
12:48months. It is still there, covered in
12:50ash, torn on one side. Inside there is
12:53something that wasn't there before. A
12:55child's drawing folded in half. A house.
12:57A dog. Two people holding hands. At the
13:00bottom in big wobbly letters it says,
13:02"Come find us." You don't know who drew
13:04it. You don't know how they got in.
13:06Pickle sniffs the drawing for a long
13:07time. Then she sits down and looks at
13:09you. That night on the roof, you see it
13:12for the first time. Far to the south, on
13:14the edge of the city, a tiny fire on top
13:17of a building, exactly where Sam's route
13:20says to go. For a month, you don't
13:21decide. Every night, the fire burns in
13:23the south. Every night, you look at your
13:25mom's phone, which died months ago, and
13:27remember the message you can no longer
13:29see.
13:29>> Wait for me by the station.
13:33Day 300. You finally say it out loud to
13:35Pickle in the dark. What if she didn't
13:37mean the tense? What if she meant
13:39something else and you have been waiting
13:40in the wrong place for 300 days? Pickle
13:43puts her head on your knee. You think
13:45about Sam, about the cans you burned,
13:47about the dogs walking past your tent
13:49every night. Staying has cost you a lot.
13:51Maybe waiting isn't the same as being
13:53loyal. Maybe it is just being afraid.
13:56Day 330, you start to pack. a sleeping
13:59bag, water, cans, the pharmacy kit,
14:02Sam's map, your mom's phone. You find a
14:04child's bike trailer in the sports
14:05section and fill it until the wheels
14:07grown. Pickle will ride in the front.
14:09Her back leg still isn't good enough for
14:10long walks. You practice every day. Load
14:13it, unload it, ride to the end of the
14:14parking lot and back. The pack watches
14:17from the trees at the edge of the lot.
14:18The gray one with the torn ear takes his
14:20eyes off the trailer. You know they will
14:22follow, so you decide to leave on the
14:24one day you know exactly when you need
14:25to be awake.
14:28Day 365, 1 year after 742. Day 365, you
14:33spend your last evening in the tent, the
14:35display tent in the camping aisle, the
14:37first place you ever slept in this
14:38store. You take Pickle and the lantern
14:40and you leave the metal door open behind
14:42you on purpose so you can see the whole
14:44dark store. You write a note and leave
14:45it in the tent in case she ever does
14:47come back. I waited a year. I'm going
14:49south to find you. Follow the signs. The
14:51trailer is packed and waiting by the
14:52garden gate. The plan is simple. At
14:547:42, 1 year to the minute, you leave.
14:56As it gets dark, you hear the dogs walk
14:58past the end of the aisle. Slow and you
15:00hold your breath until they are gone.
15:01Then you look at your watch. It is
15:02nearly 7:42. 7:41. Pickle stands up in
15:05the tent. Her whole body is shaking.
15:087:42. Every light in the store comes on.
15:10All of them at once. The big ceiling
15:12lights, the signs, the screens, and
15:15electronics. The music starts playing
15:17from the speakers. The same song as one
15:19year ago from exactly the same second.
15:22There is no power in the building. You
15:23crawl out of the tent and look down the
15:25aisle toward the front of the store.
15:26Through the burnedout doors, the parking
15:28lot is full of people. Hundreds of them.
15:30Standing still between the cars in the
15:32clothes they wore one year ago. Every
15:34one of them is facing the store. At the
15:36front of the crowd, next to a shopping
15:38cart, stands your mom. She is holding up
15:40her hand and then the lights go out.

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