Meanwhile, on the roof of the dormitory apartment where Dennis and Daisy lived, "dziiing," "crack," a bug crawler approaching the apartment complex collapsed, its body shattered by a sniper shot. "Ckrek," Dahlia cocked her sniper rifle and continued to monitor the streets around the apartment complex, which were crawling with bug crawlers, tusk crawlers, spider chameleons, Blob Mantises, and more. Almost all the corpses had died from a single shot from the rooftop. As Dahlia scanned the area, Donna perched on the railing right beside her like a cat, glancing over at Dahlia.
"Dahlia, let's go home. If our husband gets back and we aren't there, he'll be angry," Donna said.
"Be patient, just a little longer. Besides, there's no way our husband and Daisy are coming home anytime soon," Dahlia replied while scanning the surroundings through her scope.
