Day seven dawns over District 7. The truck sits in the grey morning light, exhaust pipe trailing steam. Through the window, Ryan's exhausted face. The menu screen shows the quota: 0/1 S-grade. 0 days remaining.

Ryan's hands move mechanically, preparing ingredients. The familiar rhythm of cooking. But his eyes keep drifting to the window.

The door chimes. Ryan freezes. He looks up.

Ryan's face - close up. The trembling. The disbelief. The hope and the terror warring in his eyes.

Mira opens her mouth. The sound comes out - half-rotten, rasping, but clear enough. Her first words.

Ryan's reaction. He grips the counter edge. His hands are shaking.

Mira speaks more. Her words come easier now. She's been saving this speech for a long time.

Ryan processes this. His sister hunted her way back to him. He fed the dead hoping for her. They were both searching.

The System chimes. Final Order. The menu screen flashes.

Ryan starts cooking. His hands move with purpose. He's making her childhood favorite - the dish she made for him when their parents died.

Ryan plating the dish. His hands steady now. This is the most important meal he's ever made.

Ryan sets the plate down on the counter. Between them. Mira reaches for it.

Ryan picks up the plate. And eats from it. While Mira watches.

Ryan finishes the plate. Sets it down. The System chimes.

The truck powers down. Lights flicker. The hum dies.

The menu screen cracks. Light bleeds through the fractures.

The deeper interface. Text glowing. 'CANDIDATE'.

Outside the truck. The District 7 perimeter. Shadows moving in the grey afternoon light.

Runners joining the convergence. Faster. More coordinated.

Inside the truck. Ryan still facing the interface. Mira moves.

Mira picks up the knife. The suited corpse's hunting tool. Her weapon.

Ryan turns. Sees his sister with the knife. Standing guard. He understands.

Ryan grabs his cleaver. The one he used to fight off the suited corpse. He moves to stand beside her.

The truck surrounded. Lights dying. The horde pressing in. Ryan and Mira back to back, weapons ready. The interface waiting.