Inside: one pint of heavy cream. Expiration date: yesterday.
Six months after the Fermentation, when all microbial life larger than a spore had turned cannibalistic, Elara discovered the last working refrigerator. It stood in a half-sunken dairy plant outside what used to be Wisconsin, its compressor humming a broken lullaby. Her Fall in the Last Days -Demo- -Lactose Quest-
“Don’t,” said her companion, a mute dog named Mute. Mute whined. Inside: one pint of heavy cream
And in that agony, something opened .