Ray didn't need the machines—his spatial perception far surpassed any CT scanner or MRI. And when it came to surgery, spatial severing allowed him to outperform even the greatest surgical masters.

Suddenly, he paused mid-step.

Molly stopped as well. "Something wrong… or did your shoelace come undone?"

'Ha, she's teasing me.' Ray smiled. "There are living people here."

Molly arched a sharp, commanding brow. "We're almost two months into the apocalypse. Do you think there's anything to eat in