Evie nodded in response, her gaze following Ren as he hurried out of her room. She watched him go, feeling a wave of weakness wash over her as she struggled to keep herself upright.
As Ren disappeared from view, Evie's thoughts turned to her uncle's warnings about evolution and the apocalypse.
Could this be what he was telling her before?
The air around her felt stifling, each breath a struggle as she battled against the oppressive heat. She gasped for air, her lungs burning as if seared by a flame, and she coughed violently in response.
Despite the discomfort, Evie forced herself to remain calm, drawing on every ounce of strength she had left. She knew she needed to conserve her energy if she was going to fight this heat.
Evie's movements were sluggish as she crawled towards the mini fridge, each inch feeling like an eternity as she battled against the oppressive heat.