The four men were gathered in the dining room, enjoying their dinner by candlelight, with faint groans echoing from several floors above them. Chip and Kwon did not favor Jalen going to rescue the doctor. The risk was too high. Despite Jalen presenting various reasons and potential benefits of saving the doctor, Chip and Kwon firmly stuck to their opinions."I can take care of myself," Jalen insisted."No!" Chip and Kwon replied firmly in unison.Clyde let out a quiet yawn and gazed at the figures before him. "What if we stick to the original plan? The zombies outside probably won't focus on the doctor's room anymore, right?""That means we have to act faster," said Kwon.Chip drifted into thought. "Herding zombies from the upper floors, then we detonate. After that, we led the zombies from outside to the top floor. Oh my, our work is cut out for us."Jalen felt it would take quite a while. Chip's idea of herding zombies from the upper and outside seemed brilliant. There may be a way
"What is Morse?" Chip looked puzzled."Stay quiet!"Jalen hurriedly searched for the direction of the pipe emitting that sound. He glanced up, spotting several pipes lining between the walls and the ceiling.He climbed up and struck the stick against the pipe. "We're in building B. We're safe. Who are you?" Jalen said while tapping the stick.There was a moment of silence as Jalen finished sending the message."What are you doing, Jail?" Chip asked, bewildered. "Do you think it's some kind of code?""I told you, it's Morse code.""Did you used to be in something like the Boy Scouts? Or something?" Chip inquired.Jalen didn't want to respond."You don't seem like a prisoner. What prisoner knows about that?" Chip continued.Jalen didn't comment on Chip's remark. Instead, he listened attentively for a response from someone sending the code somewhere."Doctor's room. I'm the only one left. Please. Zombies are about to break in," murmured Jalen.Suddenly, Jalen felt anxious. He quickly rep
The gates on the fourth and fifth floors were securely locked. The zombies inside the building were presumed to be on these two floors. Clyde opened the gates on the other three feet, excluding the main gates leading to the outdoor area. This allowed them to freely gather food from the kitchen.As dawn approached, they began executing their plan. Jalen and Kwon searched each floor, ensuring there were no wandering zombies. Chip and Clyde, on the other hand, gathered food from the kitchen.Jalen glanced at the staircase leading to the fourth floor and heard moans from above."What?" Kwon asked, his face turning pale upon hearing the zombie sounds."I just want to make sure of what's really happening to them," Jalen replied.Kwon blinked. "Don't joke, man.""I'm serious.""What are you looking for, Jalen?""I need to know the cause of all this. If we survive, we can provide information to the government. There's a significant danger that needs to be addressed.""Are you out of your mind
"Go there without knowing what awaits you?" said Kwon.Well, zombie, of course. What else? Jalen said in his heart.Jalen sighed like a complaint. "Do you have any other suggestions?""No, but being reckless isn't the answer either. Think it through, Jalen." Kwon said briefly."Staying here won't help either. I have a plan, but it requires coordination, and we need those walkie-talkies."No one disputed what Jalen said. They needed to understand the man's plan. Nevertheless, Jalen had kept the three of them alive until now. So, whatever Jalen thinks, it could be an effective way."What do you need from the guards' room?" Kwon asked."Anything useful."Kwon didn't immediately comment or argue. Only a long sigh could be heard from his lips."You can't go alone. I'll accompany you then," Kwon insisted.Jalen chuckled softly. He would need to be more quick to trust someone who had a gun pointed at his temple. This was Bankcrook; most of them were prisoners.There were no saints there; the
The faces of Chip and Clyde looked panicked as they opened the door and iron gate. Jalen, along with the prisoner, leapt through the gate. The three of them held the gate, which was almost being broken by dozens of zombies outside, while Clyde tried to lock the gate door.Then, they quickly entered and closed the door. They locked it hastily.Outside, the growls grew wilder. Whether the gate could hold the zombies was still being determined."Open the cell door on the fifth floor, just to distract them," Jalen ordered quickly.Clyde nodded and pressed the key release button, and Chip illuminated him with a flashlight. Outside, the zombies began to move, searching for the noise source on the top floor.The prisoner's attention was distracted, watching Clyde busy with the door, and he became careless. Quickly, Jalen grabbed the gun from his hand. This time, the gun was aimed at the prisoner."No, don't shoot me!" the prisoner pleaded, his voice trembling.The flashlight was aimed at him
Clyde grabbed Jalen's arm. "Stairs," he whispered.The three moved backwards and then reached the stairs leading to the second floor. They hid behind the stairs, squeezing together, concealed only by artificial flowerpots intentionally placed there.It wasn't a safe place to hide. They were too exposed."Clyde, go to the control room with Chip and run as fast as you can after I give the signal," Jalen said."What signal?" Chip needed clarification."Just do it!" Jalen hissed, slightly annoyed.Jalen emerged from their hiding spot and climbed the stairs to the second floor. He could hear the growls, numbering perhaps in the dozens or hundreds. Once he felt he was at a safe distance, Jalen turned on the flashlight in his hand.Then he took a deep breath and exhaled.'Blam!'The sound of a gunshot echoed from the rifle in Jalen's hand.Then he ran as fast as he could in the darkness of the corridor. It didn't take long for the growls to catch up. Hunting footsteps followed Jalen from beh
Jalen couldn't bear to witness the massacre outside. In less than forty minutes, he heard the cries for help from hundreds of people gradually diminishing, eventually fading into growls all around.The sports field, now a pool of deep red, held no survivors.It took less than ten minutes for those infected to turn into zombies."So, the likely cause is a virus," Jalen murmured.Chip stared at Jalen sceptically. "Are you sure?""Then what? There's no epidemic; no one ever enters or leaves the prison. I think it's the vaccine," Jalen said again.Jalen's temporary theory was that the prisoners received a vaccine, triggering wild, uncontrollable behaviour. Although he didn't have an answer yet for how they came back to life after dying. Could the vaccine have such a potent effect?There were a few doctors who came, not the prison's resident doctor, but from what Clyde said, they were the ones giving the vaccine under the supervision of the prison's resident doctor and Bankcrook's leadersh
The prisoners were attacked savagely by a guard. His facial flesh was torn, bitten, and ripped apart greedily. The assailant emitted satisfied growls.Other prisoners recoiled, panicking. Clyde and Chip stood frozen, unable to believe what they had just witnessed.Without hesitation, Jalen swung a frying pan towards the guard, now turned into a zombie. He struck the pan repeatedly, causing the zombie to stagger backwards. Then he hit again and again until the zombie's head cracked open, and its body went limp.Jalen sank to the floor, gasping for breath. Pain radiated from his wrist, but what shook him the most was having killed someone."Jalen, are you okay?" Clyde asked.As tough as Jalen was from his military training, he was still human. "I'm not okay, actually," Jalen replied."Are you injured?"Jalen shook his head, exhaling tiredly. "Just open the door," he requested.Chip peeked toward the door but didn't find their other companions there. "They left us!""The door is locked.
"Stay away from him," Clyde commanded.The giant figure shifted to the side, and his eyes fixed on Clyde."Ar-are you okay?" Clyde sounded nervous with one hand extended to Jalen.Jalen nodded, then accepted Clyde's outstretched hand. "Thank you.""Pft, guard's lackey!" sneered the prominent figure.He stood up and staggered toward the kitchen.Jalen oversaw him. The big guy was pretty safe; Jalen could handle him. However, the guy's impulsive actions could endanger the others."He's Finn," Clyde suddenly blurted out.It seemed the guard had been observing Jalen silently. Jalen turned and looked at him without suspicion."That big guy?"Clyde nodded. "He's a gang member, something like that. Arrested for weapons trafficking.""No wonder he likes pointing a gun at people," Jalen commented."All prisoners are dangerous," Clyde said, reholstering his pistol. He tucked it into a holster on his suspenders.Jalen smirked. "Including me."Clyde's head nodded awkwardly. "I guess so."They bot
Red Phoenix.
Great start, author... suspense filled and the description of events is wow... hoping to read more, this is my first time reading something like this, think I'll stick to this one.
Xiao mei
Great Book...
Mandy bae
Nice story author