Wide establishing shot of the truck at dawn. The zombie line stretches into the morning fog. A single figure approaches from the horizon — human silhouette, moving fast, looking over their shoulder.

The human refugee reaches the truck. Zombies in line turn to look. The neutrality zone holds.

The woman orders. First human customer in the new wave. Ryan serves her while zombies wait politely.

More humans arrive. A trickle becomes a stream. Ryan installs a physical divider between lines.

The Groom approaches the divider. Takes chalk. Writes something. Then erases the line entirely.

The humans and zombies notice. No divider. The lines merge into one. Ryan watches from inside.

Ryan posts the sign. 'OPEN 24/7. ALL PAYMENTS ACCEPTED. RESPECT THE LINE.'

The Beast King arrives. Positions himself outside the truck. Not guarding. Just present.

The child zombie draws on the truck's exterior. Families. Houses. A sun. A world that doesn't exist anymore.

The Pack arrives with intelligence. They pool their crystals and hand over information about other survivor groups.

Ryan processes the information. His expression hardens. He knows what 'want to talk' means in the apocalypse.

Ryan raises his prices. The new menu board shows increased costs for information and premium items.

System interface showing crystal count: 347. Menu expansion options appearing.

The soup menu unlocks. Ryan tests a new recipe. Steam rises. The Groom notices.

Rice bowls unlock. The Pack goes wild for the new options. The menu expands further.

The secret menu unlocks. Ryan posts the new rules. It requires a Named crystal and a personal story.

The Groom approaches. He has a Named crystal. He has a story. Ryan knows what he needs to make.

Ryan makes the bride's recipe. The ingredients appear from subspace. He cooks with care.

Ryan serves the Groom. The Groom eats. He cries — rotting tears on his gaunt cheeks.

The Groom writes on his slate. 'SHE WOULD HAVE LIKED THIS.' He slides it across the counter.

Midnight at the truck. Ryan stands at the window. The human line on the left, the zombie line on the right. Both waiting.

System notification: Mission Complete. New Mission: Expand Influence.

Ryan laughs. 'Maybe tomorrow.' He turns back to the grill.

Final page. The line doesn't end. Ryan never awakens an ability. He owns the only door in the apocalypse.