The Sinclair Hotel, Benton Branch—one of the five major survivor camps in the capital.

A survivor, designated as A, held back tears as he attempted to escape the hotel.

Clinging to the emergency ladder on the fourth floor of the building’s outer wall, Survivor A was not originally a member of the hotel camp.

He had been a survivor from the Sinclair Factory District Camp in Notium Street.

However, during a reconnaissance mission, he was separated from his group and left behind. The people from the hotel camp had saved him, allowing him to stay there.

‘Yeah. It’s time to move on to another camp.’

Like a migratory bird unable to settle in one place for long, he had drifted from one survivor camp to another. It was simply in his nature, so he had no regrets.