Who doesn't work, doesn't eat

"He is going to kill half of us now, trust me," a voice reached Mathew's ears as he moved deeper into the open space of the floor.

"I bet he will turn all the girls into his sex slaves..." another one joined the choir of the former students.

They were all cuddled up in the corner of the open space, as far from the broken areas as they could. Yet, even though there were several classrooms that they could turn into their living space, it appeared as if they didn't seem happy with such an obvious idea either.

'Well, who am I to judge how they live in this shitty world?' Mathew asked himself, ignoring all the whispers as he approached the survivors and stood his ground.

'They are terrified,' he then thought once taking his time to slowly scan all of their faces.

Mathew could see the girls that were used by the vicious group of students on the first day. He could see some of those vicious students trying to hide as far away from him as possible too.