Vanessa stared at her phone screen anxiously. Every post that appeared—whether from social media or news broadcasts—showed the same thing: a zombie outbreak in Duskvale. The usually quiet town had now turned into a danger zone. Within hours, access in and out was closed. Residents from surrounding towns rushed to set up makeshift barricades, as if those walls could contain their own fears. None of them would allow anyone to leave Duskvale.From various corners of the city, both inside and outside Duskvale, new groups emerged demanding one thing: Harvey's blood. They believed that Harvey's arrival was the beginning of a curse that had manifested as a zombie plague. Their threats to destroy the city no longer sounded like mere bluster—from the way they gathered, gave speeches, and displayed their homemade weapons, it was clear that they were ready to carry out their threats at any moment.Vanessa rushed to meet Rein and handed him her cell phone. The video she had just watched was still

Vinn opened his eyes wide, even though his vision was still obscured by the dust swirling in the air. He couldn't see anything, but a strong sense of satisfaction washed over his face. The explosion had shaken the ground like a giant's rage—its scale almost resembling that of a nuclear bomb.The stockpile of explosives had produced such destruction. For Vinn and his group, it was proof of success. They felt they had done something heroic—saving the world with their own hands.Vinn raised his hand high, dust still swirling around him."We have successfully destroyed the zombie plague! Humanity will live on!"Cheers erupted among Vinn's followers. They jumped up and down, patting each other on the back, celebrating what they believed to be their greatest victory. Pride filled their faces—none of them realizing that what they had just done was an extreme measure.However, amid the euphoria, another sound exploded in the distance. The boom was as thunderous as the previous explosion, foll

"We can't just believe that!"A voice from Vinn's camp broke the silence, causing several newly recovered citizens to tense up. Vinn only snorted, but his jaw tightened. His mouth opened slightly, as if he wanted to respond, but no words came out. For the first time, he couldn't find a way to attack.Alex took half a step forward. His eyes narrowed, assessing the armed line behind Vinn like a soldier fed up with human stupidity."If you really came with good intentions," Alex said softly, but his tone was like a hammer blow, "your people wouldn't be pointing their weapons at us."He raised his hand, signaling the residents hiding behind him to remain calm."Everyone behind me is clean," he continued, his voice turning cold. "They don't carry any viruses. So—"Alex pointed at Vinn's soldiers, his gaze sharp and uncompromising."—lower your weapons. Or I'll force you to do it."The air between the two sides thickened, like a thin thread ready to snap at any moment.Vinn turned his body

"From the news reports, there are some oddities. Including the appearance of people protesting our existence."Vinn's tone sounded contrived, as if he was holding something back. The amateur video on the screen shook and then rewound a few seconds. The camera's focus changed—capturing the face of a man who was cursing, his jaw clenched, the veins in his neck straining as he pointed at Vinn angrily.The news anchor stared straight into the camera. His expression hardened, as if every word he was about to say carried its own weight."The person we are highlighting is an individual who should already be infected with the zombie virus. And according to several reports, that person... is someone who shouldn't exist."He shifted his body slightly when the second camera turned on."To that end, we have contacted a witness. Good morning, Mr. Connor.""Good morning." Connor returned the greeting without much expression, his voice sounding slightly echoey over the video connection.The news anc

“That's just slander.”Harvey said it without raising his voice, without lowering his gaze, without a single wrinkle that indicated he was cornered. The answer fell like a stone into the crowd—dense, cold, and unshakable.But instead of calming the situation, his calmness actually ignited the emotions of the crowd.Cheers immediately erupted from the rows of citizens watching on the big screen outside the building. Several reporters stood up from their seats, shouting as they held their microphones forward, competing to drown out Harvey's voice.“What slander!? The video is very clear!”“Why are the bodies the same?!”“General, answer properly! Don't beat around the bush!”Camera flashes lit up Harvey's face from all directions, casting sharp shadows on his jawline. The conference room turned into an arena of public pressure—the roar of voices crashed against the walls like waves trying to tear them down.But Harvey remained silent at the podium, not backing down an inch.Allison furr