The Sacred Vine Whispers My Name
Language: en
Within the highest spire of the Bastion, the only source of detoxifying sap in the entire city had stopped flowing a week ago. Selena, the Commander's golden girl—his delicate, untouchable first love—was sobbing over the withered, Tier-9 mutant life-vine. Gary, the Commander of the Bastion, had put up a bounty: a golden ticket into the safety of the Vault in exchange for a cure. The city’s top botanists had tested the soil and the water, and all of them had come up empty. Now, the cold steel of a rifle barrel was pressed hard against my temple. Gary’s voice was as cold as the concrete…