Chapter 182
Am I still dreaming?
Glenn Scarlet wasn’t certain he could deny that question.
Sitting alone in an empty room on the third floor of Building 12, he stared blankly at the blood-lit moon as a sickening realization hit him.
The scenery he was looking at, the situation he was in, even the muffled sounds of the battle beyond the corridor... everything felt disconnected from reality.
It was as if he had been incarcerated in hell.
Glenn listened to the sounds of battle outside.
The Special Forces, young heroes, and cadets seemed to be working together to fight off the incoming dolls.
How are they doing? Glenn wondered. Marco must be worried.
Marco used to say that he needed Glenn to be in his sights at all times. Only then could Marco lay down his life.