Chapter 8:
Knowing that Zoug and the others were heading towards the trap set by the living corpse, Zero did not panic or act impulsively. These two emotions could not turn the tide.
Only with calmness and caution would he be able to survive.
Zero put the pistol away and headed for the door.
He turned, his hand already on the butt of the rifle.
Mary was squatting beside the man’s body, chewing something, blood and minced meat spilling out of her mouth like wild animals.
Her eyes were glowing red, and Mary was stunned when the reflection of her zero infrared scout brought her to the ghoulish self.
The next moment, she spat out all the food in her mouth with a “Wow!” sound.
If Zoug were here, he would be quite surprised. A living corpse would actually spit out the food in its mouth. This was simply the sun rising from the west.
Mary’s face was pained, and she tried to scratch the ground with one hand, but her other hand held her down.