Reaching the 40th floor, the door seem to be locked. Ryver Knocked thrice on the door and the door opened. He met Jacob and the other five executive Glinda, Daveen, Jonathan, Peter and Katniss right before the door.
They seem to be discussing amongst each other before Ryver interrupted.
"You are here." Jacob said, locking the door behind him.
Ryver greeted him back with a slight nod. Then he glanced at the six people before him with a frown as he asked. "What's happening?"
"We are deciding on our next course of action." Jacob summarised.
"We are thinking about dividing the group into two." Glinda, the skinny blonde woman began briefing Ryver on their discussions. She was a secretary before the apocalypse therefore her communication and planning skills are great which was one of the reasons Jacob made her an executive in their team. Moreover, she was a fairly pretty lady, lighting the flames of desire of several male and a few female survivors. But no one had dared to act upon their desires yet, probably due to terror and fear about the nuclear attack.
"We've decided that a group of us should roam the floors below in search for survivors while another group of us should lead some of the more braver and stronger survivors and head up to the next floor, the 41th floor in order to get rid of the zombies within, occupying more space for any new survivors we may find in the future." Glinda explained without pausing.
The idea was a very sound one, they could save more survivors while also making room for them to survive with. But to Ryver, the plan was a very stupid one. What they were proposing was being too naive and not calculated.
The meaning behind their plans is to risk their lives clearing floors to find more survivors in order to share their drinks, food and resources with the new survivors. If things went on like this, it was only a matter of time before the resources becomes exhausted and that was if non of the survivors had any nefarious intentions.
With the apocalypse, people's behaviour would change drastically. Just like Jonathan. Ryver remembered looking him up the first tune they met before the nuclear apocalypse. The man was a typical gentle husband with three children and a wife, living in a good neighbourhood.
But now, his character is totally different from pre-apocalypse. He was now easily irritated and angry. The changes is mostly due to fear of his children and wife not surviving the nuclear attack, he had lost hope. This didn't just happen to Jonathan, most of the survivors would have had slight, if not massive changes in personality.
Although he thought this, Ryver didn't say a thing to refute their plans.
"Now that we've sorted this out, what are we going to do about the male and female rooms being mixed together? Shouldn't there be some sort of divide? So that what happened with Jonathan and Glinda wouldn't repeat itself? " Katniss suddenly asked.
"Hey, I already said I went to Glinda's room by mistake, and I already apologise for it." Jonathan immediately jumped in angrily.
"You went to the bathroom where she was having her bath and almost took advantage of her! What if I didn't come at the right time, who knows what would have happened!" Katniss anger started to surge as she slammed her palm against the wall in anger.
"Like I said, it was only a mistake. Moreover, why are you being such a bitch about it? Are you jealous it was Glinda and not you?" Jonathan growled as he mocked.
Katniss was instantly angered and she hissed like a cat that had its tail stepped on. "You fvcking piece of shit! I will-"
"Alright, that's enough." Jacob quickly got between them before the entire situation escalates.
"There are thirty rooms within this floor, the women will have room 1 to 13 while the men will have room 14 to 30." They've long since made their numbers. Seventeen men and thirteen women.
"Katniss, I will have to trouble you with the relocation of the female survivors, while Peter will take care of the male." In a few seconds, Jacob had resolved the matter, leaving Katniss satisfied, giving orders to the executives.
"That should be all, right?" Jacob was about to dismiss the meeting when Jonathan spoke up.
"Wait, not yet."
"What is it?"
"The is about the food situation. There's enough food in every room for the survivors, but how do we deal with those that eat way too much than they should have?" As Jonathan said this, the executives pondered his words and realised it made sense.
"What do you suggest we do then?" Peter adjusted his nose mask, he still wasn't used to it as he asked.
"Isn't it obvious, we go through the rooms and store all the foodstuff within an empty room, if the survivors are hungry, they will have to come to us to ask. "
"I'm not sure that would work." Jacob frowned as he thought more about it.
"I have a better idea. We will do exactly as Jonathan had said, but each survivor will be given enough food that would last them the entire day at the beginning of each day. Since I'm good with numbers, keeping count of the rations will be much easier with me." Glinda suggested.
"Alright, that sounds good. We will do as you say. But the survivors are still recovering from the shock, therefore, the plans will be executed by noon. If that's all, we are dismissed."
Ryver was rather impressed by the meeting and the conclusion they vane across. They might actually survive longer than he had calculated.
"See you at noon." Jacob said towards Ryver. And Ryver nodded in response, he had taken 30th room. He unlocked the door with a key card and walked in.
The room wasn't as luxurious as the ones he entered on 49th floor. It was even smaller, half the size of those on the 49th floor, but Ryver it was managable.
Ryver locked the door behind him, removing the straps around his body and then his clothes, he went to the shower to have his bath before heading to bed. Immediately, he collapsed on the bed.