Chapter 121 - Elevator
"They... can... open... doors now!!!" Hana shrieked, glancing back at the manic, bloodied creatures that scrambled up after them. Their movements were too fast, too coordinated—this wasn’t like the slow, shuffling zombies from horror movies.
"This is so not like the zombie apocalypse I’ve read about!" she cried.
Dr. Qiu Yue yanked her forward, forcing her legs to move faster. "I told you! They’re not mindless corpses—they’re still enhanced humans infected by a special virus. Their bodies might be deteriorating, but they still have the agility and instincts of a living human!"
Hana let out a wail of despair. "Zombies in movies don’t climb stairs this well! They don’t open doors! Why the hell do we have to face the ultimate version of zombies?! Our survival percentage is dropping fast!"
"Elevator!" Shao gasped between breaths. "**We’ll catch the elevator down. The zombies are all chasing us up the stairs—the basement should be empty now!"
Muchen barely kept up, one hand clutching his stomach, the other gripping Shao’s wrist like a lifeline. His vision blurred from exhaustion, but he forced himself to push forward.
Shao whipped his head around, yelling at the doctor. "Hey, doctor guy! You know this hospital’s layout, right? Get up front and lead us to the elevator!"
Dr. Qiu Yue didn’t hesitate. "Fourth floor." He panted. "That floor has the fewest patients. We take the elevator there."
The moment they reached the fourth floor, Dr. Qiu Yue veered sharply to the side, dragging Hana with him. They burst through the fire exit door, stumbling into the dimly lit corridor.
Shao and Muchen crashed in right after them.
BANG.