The last known signal from Alfred's phone was the Majestic pearl hotel. It was near the Wescott international airport. Sunshine had not known where they were heading until they were almost there. If she had know their destination early, perhaps she should have told Nimo that it was a wasted trip.
She had been to the Majestic Pearl hotel in her last life in the third year of the apocalypse. It was not the crown jewel of old days whose balconies draped in peonies, marble floors shone like stars and the walls echoed with beautiful piano music.
Instead, it was a place with a dead zone filled with mist, spores and snakes, normal and mutated. At the time when she came by, a superhuman named Dominic and his team had just killed the mutated cobra which ruled the territory and wiped out most of the den.
