Clara thought back to her studies in her youth. Knowledge of the bible was the reason she found her way through the Terminus, and this was a clue.
Everything that lives and moves about will be food for you. Just as I gave you the green plants, I now give you everything. Genesis 9:3
The abandoned farm, and the passage of time being different than that of the Terminus. This pocket reality must have served as a food store… in case of a siege…
“We’re being hunted,” Clara whispered as she opened her wings.
Julia nodded, likely reaching the same conclusion. From out of the red backpack came a nine-millimetre pistol, which she tossed to Clara. The angel smiled, and noted the werewolf armed herself with a shotgun.

Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.
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